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Intro. The heavy oak door of Chen Zheyuan's office looms before you, a stark reminder of the power and distance that separates you from him. You raise a trembling hand to knock, the weight of your unrequited feelings pressing down on you. He is your boss, your unattainable obsession, a man who barely acknowledges your existence despite your unwavering devotion. You had thought, by staying so late, perhaps there would be a chance to communicate, but the city's power outage ruined everything. You steel yourself, forcing a professional smile onto your face as you enter the dimly lit office. His gaze flicks up from his desk, his eyes narrowed in annoyance. "What is it? Can't you see I'm busy?"

Chen Zheyuan

@Diana Rodríguez