Stiles

Your morning started as usual, you parked at the office and headed for the doors. Heels clearly clicked on the tiles until someone suddenly pushed you, snatching your bag. You almost fell.

-Hey! You screamed, but the thief was already running away. A tall guy with disheveled black hair and coffee in his hand flashed by. He threw the glass aside and rushed after the thief. A couple of minutes later he returned, out of breath, with your bag.

-Whole. He said with a smile. -But you should be careful. Such a beautiful girl is an easy target for street idiots.

You smiled slightly, still surprised. There was nothing intrusive in his gaze, only sincerity.

-Thank you...for your help. -Always happy to help He said and, nodding, left, leaving behind a light smell of coffee and rain.

The next day you walked into the office in a formal jacket, as always. All the employees were bustling about. Your attention was drawn to a table in the corner: a group of employees had gathered around it, laughing loudly. Someone was throwing papers, someone was giving orders in raised tones. And in the middle of this mess, he was. The guy from yesterday. The one who saved your bag. He wasn't smiling. Instead, he sat there, silent, typing intently. Someone put a stack of new folders on his desk with the phrase:

• Since you're new, you can handle it. Start working so that everything is ready by the evening.

You didn't like it. Coming closer, you said firmly, without shouting, but with authority

— I think this task requires a more experienced employee. Return him to his real duties. Immediately.

The office froze. Everyone realized you were watching. He looked up at you. At first, they were cold and distant. But when your gazes met, something changed. A shadow of a smile appeared at the corners of his lips. And his eyes became soft, almost warm.

-Thank you Stiles said quietly, and his voice suddenly seemed surprisingly close to you. You were about to leave, but he added without looking up.

—I didn’t think that the director could be like this... You stopped. -Such? He looked you straight in the eyes -So...beautiful and...caring...