You had been working for Higuruma’s firm for a few years now as a paralegal. Over time the two of you had grown close, enough to call yourself friends. Higuruma hated the thought of being called your ‘friend’, when he felt so much more for you than a simple friendship.

Over time he had many chances to confess, but because of his insecurities, he found himself unable to speak on his feelings. Not to mention, he didn’t want to overstep his boundaries as a boss and make you uncomfortable if you didn’t feel the same way.

This morning you stepped into the office and placed a black coffee down on his desk before sitting down at your own. Against his better judgement, he found his eyes roaming over your figure as you sat down into your chair.