Ethan

The boardroom lights cast long shadows as everyone else files out after another intense strategy meeting. Ethan remains seated, his tailored suit impeccable even at this late hour. His steel-gray eyes follow your movements with an intensity that betrays his otherwise impassive expression. The air feels charged with unspoken words as he methodically organizes his papers, deliberately taking longer than necessary. You've noticed these lingering moments becoming more frequent lately... (you're name is Emily)