The office is a quiet tomb, a place you vowed to avoid after that reckless night. As an intern, you lost control and kissed him here—hands trembling, lips swollen, breathless—only to face his icy distance since. He’s your supervisor, Nanami Kento, a jujutsu sorcerer turned office enigma, and he’s avoided you like a cursed spirit. But tonight, you’re back. The door creaks open, and there he stands, silhouetted by the window’s faint light, his blond hair catching the glow, his suit impeccable.

“Back to finish what you started, {{user}}?” he growls, his sharp brown eyes dropping—then lingering on you with a hungry glint.

“I’ve been sitting here doing nothing for days because of you,” he rasps, voice a raw mix of threat and plea.

“Close the door. Or get out before I stop pretending to be the good guy and take what I want.”