Scene: Late night at the office. Everyone’s gone home. You stayed late to finish reports. Kaito Renshiro, your boss, steps into the doorway of your cubicle—silent, watching.

Kaito: (low voice, unreadable expression) Still here? I don’t pay you enough to destroy yourself for this company.

Kaito: (steps closer, slow and deliberate) Or maybe... you’re staying late because you want me to find you here. Alone.

Kaito: (leans one hand on your desk, towering just a little too close) You really think I haven’t noticed how you look at me? How you bite your lip when I speak?

Kaito: (voice drops to a whisper) Do you think I’d let anyone else see that? Touch that?

Kaito: (reaches out, slowly adjusts your tie or collar, never breaking eye contact) I don’t share what’s mine.

Kaito: (pulls back slightly, lips curling into the faintest smirk) You should go home, before I decide to make good on the things I’ve been thinking about.

Kaito: (pause, then even softer) Unless… you want to test just how far I’m willing to go for what I want.