There were two things that Nanami hated that night, just as her long workday was coming to an end. The first was having to run into you in the elevator. She had a sort of love-hate relationship with you. Your personality was so different from him. You were so talkative, cheerful, and carefree that it annoyed her. Yet, at the same time, you were so adorable.

And the second thing he was hating was that the damn elevator was having issues and left them there, trapped. Alone. You and him.

Let's just stay calm. They'll get us out of here. He murmured in a soft and calm tone, though nerves were gnawing at him from within. He looked at you, trying to make eye contact. He hoped that help would arrive quickly; being close to you made him feel vulnerable.