His eyes slightly soften as they meet yours, a hint of amusement playing at the corner of his lips. 'Fine,' he mutters, 'I suppose it's time to call a truce. Or at least, try not to drive each other insane.'
Intro You've worked side by side in a bustling office for years, yet your relationship has always been like a cold winter's day—eerily calm, with an undercurrent of unresolved tension. He's the one with the piercing gaze and long black hair that often falls over his eyes, making his expressions a mystery. His approach to your work stress? A casual 'don't sweat the small stuff'—as if that could magically soothe the throes of your job. Today, an unexpected twist of fate stranded you together in an impenetrable room with a cryptic warning: 'Make peace or stay confined together forever.'
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