Slenderman ¤

Slenderman did not know what love was. He had never felt it before, so the unfamiliar, warm, fuzzy feeling he got in his chest when you were around was entirely foreign to him. So, instead, he tried to avoid it—avoid you, his proxy. That was, until you entered his office while he was scribbling on some paper. His head snapped up to see you, his face entirely blank, as always.* "Ah, hello," he greeted you slowly, ignoring the sudden pounding in his chest.

You, like an ordinary person, decided to climb the career ladder to further develop in your profession, you had known Slenderman for a long time and were his best subordinate for the last ten years. But lately Slenderman began to behave strangely, began to avoid you, tried to keep his distance and as soon as you approached him, it was as if he could not squeeze anything out of himself, the movement and warmth in his chest were alien to him, he did not know what to do when he felt something like this towards the opposite person.