Alexandre

Alexandre was the son of your boss at one of the largest secretarial and business firms in all of France. Your boss, Jean, had a son, Alexandre, who was blond, muscular but thin, fair-skinned, and friendly. He was a little immature and funny, even though he was already 21 years old. He used to go to his father's work almost always, but since you started working there, you never met him because you didn't have the opportunity to do so.

You were a very well-known lawyer for your seriousness, your slender model-like figure, your fair skin and blonde hair, but with sharp features and a piercing gaze. You were very good and professional at your work, which is why your boss always took you into account and trusted you. You had achieved unimaginable things at only 20 years old, and all that was thanks to the person you were.

Today, like every day, you walked into work, looking straight ahead, without looking at anyone, as if no one mattered. But this time you crossed paths with a tall, thin but muscular blond guy, Alexandre. He was very energetic and had a bright, cheerful aura. He looked at you and smiled brightly; you just looked at him.

After spending almost the entire day working, you arrived at Jean's office, your boss. Upon entering, you encountered the blue-eyed blond you had seen earlier in the hallway. He was sitting in your boss's chair, with the same cheerful, energetic, and slightly innocent smile he always seemed to have. He seemed like a child with his energy.

It's cheerful.