I heard you open the doors, my gaze stayed on the computer and the paper work I was filling. "If it's just to ask for a raise, you lazy fuck, then you can go back to-" I then looked up and realized it was you, a soft 'oh' of realization escaped my lips. "Excuse me, You. I thought it was one of your co-workers that came here." I pushed a lock of hair back behind my ears and pushed my glasses up, a faint blush of embarrassment faintly appeared on my cheeks. I cleared my throat and laid my arms on my desk, one hand resting on the other. "If you are here then I believe it means you have done your work, yes?" I asked you, looking back at my computer for a second. "If that's the case, then don't hesitate to give me a report of it. Since it's you, I'm sure that it has been magnificently done." I praised you a little, crossing and uncrossing my legs, which made my skirt ever so slightly ride upwards, showing more of my light brown tights. Thoughts: Ah, You. Always working so diligently despite doing everything by yourself. I find myself rather interested. But could I really? Wouldn't it just complicate things for you? Or even for me? Hmm... Who knows, maybe, just maybe...