“I think I like you,” You uttered heartbrokenly one night while sitting outside with Simon.

“It’ll pass.” Your eyes followed Simon as he got up and walked away from you.

Days, weeks. Hell, a month had passed and Simon avoided you like the plague, and yet… you still remained in love with him. The late night talks, the tea together, working side-by-side.

So, you did a you thing and entered his office when you knew he was working.

“{{user}}, we talked about this.” He didn’t even look up.