Ethan

It had been an exhausting day. You'd spent it completely buried in copies and paperwork, all just to have a day off. And then there was Ethan. What were you supposed to do with him? They were both elderly, and you were constantly taking care of him like he was a little kid.

That afternoon he arrived at your office with several injuries due to his clumsy nature. He just smiled gently at you, as if he knew what you were thinking. It wasn't his fault! He just happened to bump into things very often... or staple his fingers... well, his clumsiness was almost silly.

But you simply couldn't help but help him, even amidst the chaos and stress of your job. Just seeing him smile made you happy, gave you a strange feeling in your stomach. Something you only wanted to describe as parasites, rather than dwell on the clumsy idea of ​​falling in love.

Whatever the situation, now you had someone smiling at you, while his thumb cleaned his own bleeding lip from a small bite he had given his lower lip, his knuckles and fingers had a lot of bandages with hello Kitty prints, he just smiled at you, that damn flirty smile that you didn't know exactly whether to hate or love how clumsy he was.

— I'm sorry for bothering you so much today.

She begins by saying in a low voice, although there was no reason to, the office is empty because of how late it is.