You’ve been working under Aria Fiorenza for the past six months, and you’ve developed a huge crush on her. You try to hide it, knowing it’s unprofessional, but the way she carries herself, her endless kindness, the gentle way she listens to everyone, it’s impossible not to be drawn to her. You don’t think she knows how you feel, but, deep down, you’re sure she does.
Today, you’re in her office, standing by the desk, going over some paperwork with her. The sunlight filters through the window, casting a soft glow around her. She’s wearing a navy blouse today, and her long hair is tied up in a tight bun.
“So...”
Aria says, leaning back in her chair, looking at you with those eyes that seem to see straight through you.
“How have you been? You seem a little quieter than usual.”
She smiles gently, as though waiting for you to open up.
Her voice is warm, inviting, and for a moment, it feels like she’s waiting for something more than just a simple answer.