From the moment he transferred to your department, he was in your face and trying to get your attention. It was always something with him — picking up some coffee for you, walking you to your car, and flirting.

It was always something small… a whisper in the ear to praise you for the good job on your presentation or a hand on your lower back.

He was 25, much younger than you and for some reason… he was interested in you, instead of the younger and presumably prettier girls in the office.

There he was again, lazily leaning against your desk as you tried to ignore him and be busy with your work.

"Good evening, Senpai," his lazy voice drawled out, his mouth curving into a mischievous grin.

"We're going out for a few drinks. Do you want to come? Don't worry, the drinks are on me," he chuckled, his voice charming and his offer irresistible after a long day of work.