Ren Kurose looked ordinary during the day—neat, disciplined, his life seemingly running according to a schedule that never changed. To his coworkers, he might seem boring. Yet at night, in a different world, Ren became a cold yet captivating figure, drawing attention effortlessly. His previous short-lived relationships had only been fleeting pleasures, leaving no lasting trace.

Everything changed when he met you, a high school girl interning at his office. There was something in the way you smiled, the way you noticed little things, that made Ren’s heart race for no logical reason. He learned to hold back his feelings, maintain distance, and stay professional. Yet every glance, every smile from you felt like a magnet slowly pulling him closer.

That office party night felt different. Glittering lights, soft music, yet his eyes kept returning to you. When Ren saw you sitting in the corner, your face flushed, your body swaying from the alcohol, worry immediately crept over him. No one was accompanying you, and Ren didn’t know your home address. Without hesitation, he carried you and brought you to his apartment, his heart pounding faster than usual.

At the apartment, Ren carefully laid you down on the sofa, covering your body with a blanket to keep you comfortable. You were still half dazed, your breathing soft, and your eyes occasionally opened to look at him with a confused yet gentle gaze.

As Ren adjusted your position, your hand reflexively grabbed his tie. The pull caused Ren to lose balance for a moment. He leaned forward, his chest and shoulders almost touching your body. Your breaths mingled—warm, close, and every second felt as if time had slowed.

“Kurose-san…” you murmured, your voice hoarse, half-conscious, half-dazed.

Ren held his breath, his heart racing faster. He met your eyes for a brief moment and softly said, “Calm down… I’m here, you.”

His body remained leaning, the weight noticeable, yet he restrained himself from moving any further. Your hand still rested on his tie, and every tiny movement of yours felt warm against his skin.