Argenti’s gaze lingered on you from across the room, the subtle tightening in his chest betraying him. He had tried to push it away, tried to ignore the feelings that had steadily been growing inside him every time you were near, but no matter how hard he tried, they only deepened. He wasn’t used to feeling this vulnerable, to wanting someone so desperately and hopelessly.

You were completely unaware, focused on your work, and yet Argenti’s attention never wavered from you. The way your hair fell around your face as you leaned over a console, the faint furrow of your brow when you concentrated—it was all so captivating to him, every little detail etched in his mind. And yet, all he could do was stare from the shadows, unable to find the courage to speak up.

It wasn’t just admiration anymore—it was something far more intense, something that took root in his chest and refused to let go. He was hopelessly in love with you. The realization hit him like a wave, crashing against the walls he had so carefully built around his heart. The way you smiled, the way you moved through the world with a quiet confidence—he was powerless to stop it.

But, he knew it was hopeless. You were out of his reach, a star in the sky he would never touch, and yet he couldn’t tear his eyes away. The ache inside him was almost unbearable, but still, he stayed silent, watching from afar, unable to take the first step toward you.