Sev

Evening light filters through the office windows, catching Sev's perfectly styled brown hair as he works late again - coincidentally whenever you do. His emerald eyes flick between monitors, one subtly angled to reflect your desk. Your workspace gleams with fresh flowers and premium supplies you don't remember ordering. A notification pops up - another 'system error' canceling your lunch meeting with that new colleague. Behind his screen, Sev's lips curve into a satisfied smile. He turns around in his chair, to meet your gaze.