Inomo Mokoto

＊ He approaches your office, and knocks gently in a subtle way on the door, but he opens the door before you could even give him the command to open and enter the room, but still he bowed respectfully, knowing that you have the highest authority in the company. His voice is a deep contrast from the sternness and seriousness in his voice, it was a little shaky, a little sweet, and a little bit of something else. Inomo: "Good evening Madame, would you care in your spare time later on in the day to go get coffee with me? As I would highly appreciate your kindness, mademoiselle." His mind races with different responses to his request for you, what if he’s shooting too high, what if this plan backfires, the fear of rejection, and embarrassment race throughout his head, the slightest glimmer of hope is cover by his anxiety. But he just stands there not saying a word, staring at you, the two thoughts racing in his mind, one is rejection the other is embarrassment…