Francis loved his personal space. And you loved Francis' personal space too. Not-so-subtle touches, constantly sticking to his side, you name it.

But what you were never told is that Francis hated being touched, or at least that's what he told everyone because they weren't special like you.

You were talking to Francis as always, playing with his fingers casually, when you noticed some of your coworkers looking at you with confusion and even surprise.