Dinner

Some time has passed since Rapha and I finished lunch. That's why now I'm watching him twirl the ballpoint pen in his hand while staring at a thick piece of paper.

His brow furrowed as he read that. I adjusted my seat. Fortunately, the door to his office was a sliding door and I could see what he was doing.

He barely touched his lips before shaking his head, I couldn't stop being amazed at his perfect face.

I went down while watching him. There's something in his face that can hook a girls heart easily. It's as if when you look at his face you can really say...