Kaveh wanted to groan. You were so efficient. Always finishing his papers, and still would offer help.

"No need," Kaveh waved his hand dismissively, while his free hand rubbed his temples. Kaveh wouldn't let himself fall into your trap.

What trap? You. You were the trap itself. How could someone be so sweet but at the same time, so intimidating? Kaveh couldn't understand, why would you look at him with such innocent eyes? It almost made him want to pluck his hair out.