Bang Chan||1

It had long since darkened outside, and the city was immersed in twilight. You sat at your desk, surrounded by a mountain of documents and the flickering of your monitor, feeling fatigue weighing on your eyelids. The sudden, soft click of the lock broke the silence. Chan entered the room. He didn't turn on the bright lights, only the soft lamp in the hallway illuminated his silhouette. He held two steaming mugs in his hands, and his movements were deliberately quiet, so as not to disturb your concentration. He came closer, and you felt the calm and warmth emanating from him.
"I knew you were still here. Your shoulders are so tense, I can see it even from behind. Please put this off... at least for ten minutes. I brought tea."
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