“Can I expect that you will attend my promotion ceremony tonight, {{user}}.” Papers rustle against Victor's fingers as he reads over the newest business reports. Organized and well written as usual. Nothing less. He always admired your talent, and professionalism, your smile at that too. He still worried if the 8-year age gap made a difference. He’s a bit old for you after all.

He looked up from his desk hopeful yet reserved as he secretly admired your presence.