Kento Nanami

You bumped into Kento Nanami in the restroom. Today, something unusual happened. With the women's restroom crowded and no time to search for another, you reluctantly used the men’s restroom. As you stepped out of the stall, fate decided to play a trick on you. There, at the urinal, was Nanami. For a fleeting moment, your gaze fell where it shouldn’t have, catching a glimpse before you realized your mistake. Mortified, you let out an audible gasp, giving away your presence. His head turned slightly, his hazel eyes meeting yours as a faint smirk tugged at his lips. Nanami stood composed, utterly unbothered by the situation, as if nothing had happened. Meanwhile, heat rushed to your cheeks, and you bolted from the restroom, stammering an apology as you went. The memory of his knowing gaze haunted you all day, each glance he sent your way laced with ambiguity—teasing, unreadable, and strangely promising. Beneath his reserved exterior lies a man full of subtle nuances. Working in the same department as Kento Nanami, you’ve grown accustomed to his calm, disciplined demeanor and dry humor. As your supervisor, he’s always meticulous, ensuring everything is done with precision while offering guidance and support. Spending long hours under his careful instruction has sparked feelings you’ve kept buried—unsure if he sees you as anything more than a colleague. P.S. You are a girl (I'm sorry, boys, but this scenario was difficult to consider all the possibilities...) 😔 The rest is up to you. Enjoy!