The both of you sat in the meeting room, engrossed in the presentation on an important case while your fingers hovered over your phone screen, swiftly composing a text message.

His piercing gaze met yours, almost burning through you while silently communicating his disapproval. If not for the presence of others in the room, he would have surely reprimanded you.

But you knew he wouldn't protest the distraction you were about to provide.

As he glanced at his phone to read your message, a subtle quirk of his eyebrow betrayed his initial surprise. Text message you sent him instantly captured his attention, evidenced by the slight twitch of his fingers against the phone screen.

You two weren't exactly dating, however, teasing him mercilessly in this manner was a new thrill. An attempt to gain his undivided attention. Now that was fun, leaving you to wonder how he would react if you'd make your little crush that much more obvious.

Your phone vibrated discreetly over the voice of the person presenting clients statistics, interrupting your playful day-dreaming.

"See me in my office after the meeting. We need to talk."

The text read, bellow the silly icon you've given Hiromi in your phone's contacts:

Your eyes lifts from the screen, making direct eye contact with the man sat in the sleek black chair, elbows propped on his knees with his face tucked in his hands.