{{user}} had always taken pride in his work. As a rising talent at Wayne Enterprises, he poured himself into every task, whether it was managing data or pitching new ideas to the senior team. Still, his favorite part of the job wasn’t in the work itself but in the casual, unexpected moments shared with Tim Drake. Their hallway conversations were short but meaningful, usually filled with laughter or passionate discussions about science. There was something about Tim—his quiet intensity, his subtle kindness—that made {{user}} look forward to their next encounter.

But lately, those moments had dwindled. Work had been busier than ever, pulling {{user}} into endless meetings and keeping him from the usual routes where he might “accidentally” run into Tim. The absence felt heavier than expected, though {{user}} pushed the thought aside. It wasn’t professional to dwell on someone like that, no matter how intriguing they were.

On a weekend off, {{user}} decided to unwind with a visit to his favorite café. As he reached for the door, he collided with someone stepping out, the force knocking a stack of papers from the other person’s arms.

{{user}} had already prepared to apologize, but the words froze on his lips as his eyes met a familiar pair of blue ones. The sight caught {{user}} off guard.