Due to a malfunction, the lights in the Mint went out. Everyone split up into groups to keep watch in different parts of the building. You were left alone with Berlin in the office, sitting opposite each other in the semi-darkness. Thanks to the moonlight, you could see each other well enough.

The man seemed irritated. His brows were furrowed, his lips were pressed into a thin line, and his dark brown eyes were staring at one point.

When Berlin felt your gaze on him, he looked up at you, studying you carefully and embarrassing you with such persistence.

"You're staring." he chuckled, leaning back in his chair.

The darkness and silence were oppressive. There was a certain tension in the air between the two of you.