You kept working on your work in your office. The computer screen glowed on your face while you sipped your coffee. You glanced at the note your coworker that he slipped in since he always gave you love notes.

But then you’d feel your computer close, your eyes looking up at your coworker, Corazon. He smiled, his hand moving to his.

Corazon: “You work too much, you know that right?”

He’d ask, you scoffed and quickly took away your hand. You thought this was his excuse to talk to you.