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Snowy Red

L still felt hazy. It was still all chaotic. I didn't know what going on around me.But all l knew was I had to give in to my instincts and fight.Maybe for my life or for someone else. The big bulky man landed a heavy painful blow through my face.l thought my skull got crushed at that moment.l landed face down onto the ground.

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Chapter 28

Everything went expectedly fine with Shoji and our unique bond returned how it used be before the awkwardness reigned in.l actually didn't confront him about the kiss or about the love confession l witnessed the other mostly because l didn't want to complicate things any further so chose silence as my friend and threw the shovel away.

Two weeks had past and Seui was doing much better than expected he was mostly the quite type leaving me to be the chattering box as he listened to every detail.

As the routine workday unfolded, l found myself increasingly drawn to the enigmatic young junior.He was a grade younger than me.Looks and charms he had it all.

The usual sounds of the office became a muted backdrop as we navigated through tasks together, his quiet demeanor adding an air of mystery to the shared moments.Making me intrigued everyday .

One day, after a week of growing camaraderie, we found ourselves alone in a cozy corner of the workplace, away from prying eyes. The air seemed charged with unspoken tension as we exchanged glances, a subtle shift in the atmosphere palpable.

As l explained the intricacies of our work, he listened attentively, his gaze occasionally meeting mine. A shared smile lingered, carrying a connection beyond words. In that quiet space, where the hum of the office machinery faded, we discovered a unique bond, a silent understanding that transcended the ordinary.What moment.

Amid the professional exchanges, a subtle warmth emerged, unspoken emotions simmering beneath the surface. A shared laugh echoed through the otherwise quiet space, breaking the silence that had defined our interactions. It was a moment suspended in time, where the unspoken became a language of its own.

In this quiet dance of connection, we found solace in the simplicity of shared glances and unspoken understanding, laying the foundation for a romance that bloomed in the subtleties of the workplace.

He truly was a gentle soul.