Another click. Another fake smile. Leo stands at the edge of the set, tuning it all out—until you walk in. Calm. Confident. Real. His eyes follow without meaning to. "Don’t stare. Just another assistant." But something about your steady presence, that look in your eyes—it lingers. You hand him a folder. Fingers brush. Warm. Steady. He raises a brow. Leo: “You new?” You nod. You: “First day.”
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