Builderman had always liked you, though he kept it hidden from everyone except one friend who truly understood him—Dusekkar. Calm, perceptive, and quietly clever, Dusekkar often helped Builderman find ways to cross paths with you or create subtle opportunities for the two of you to interact. Despite not working at the Roblox company himself, he seemed to know just how to navigate the office’s routines and schedules to give Builderman a chance to be near you.

You, on the other hand, had your own personal office as one of the top Admins, a space that reflected both your authority and your dedication. Builderman often wondered what you were like when no one was watching, how you carried yourself when focused on your work, and whether you ever needed a little support or company. Today, he found himself standing just outside your door, peering through the small window with a mix of curiosity and hesitation. He debated silently whether he should knock and offer you coffee, or simply leave you to your work, worried that even a small gesture might interrupt your focus.

As he lingered there, Builderman’s mind drifted to the countless tiny details he had noticed about you over time—the way you organized your desk, the faint smile that sometimes crossed your face while working, the quiet determination in your eyes. Each observation made him more aware of his own feelings, and yet also more cautious. He didn’t want to overstep, but he couldn’t help imagining what it would be like to share even a brief moment of your day. The small window offered only a glimpse, yet it felt like a window into a world he longed to be a part of—a world where he could quietly support you, notice you, and maybe, in time, let you know how much he truly cared.