Love
He Loved Her After Losing Her
She was always there.
Not loudly.
Not dramatically.
Just… there.
Y/N
“Did you eat?” she asked softly, holding out the lunchbox.
Aiden
He didn’t even look up from his phone.
“I’m busy.”
Y/N
“Oh… okay,” she smiled, even though her fingers tightened around the box.
“I’ll wait.”
He never noticed that she always waited.
That night, rain poured like the sky was crying for her.
She stood outside his apartment, soaked, shaking—her phone clutched in her hand.
Y/N
“I just wanted to tell you,” she whispered when he finally opened the door, “I got the job offer abroad.”
Y/N
“And… I’ll be leaving tomorrow.”
Aiden
He laughed lightly. “You’re overreacting. You’ll be back in a week. You always are.”
Y/N
“No,” she said quietly.
“This time… I won’t.”
Aiden
He rolled his eyes. “Do whatever you want.”
Y/N
“That’s what I’m doing.”
She turned away, and for the first time—
she didn’t look back.
The silence came slowly.
No messages asking if he was home.
No reminders to sleep early.
No warm voice saying his name like it meant something.
Three days later, he stared at his phone.
Aiden
“Why isn’t she calling?” he muttered.
A week passed.
Then a month.
One night, drunk and angry, he called her.
Straight to voicemail.
He slammed the phone down.
Aiden
“Fine. Don’t come back.”
But his room felt empty.
His life felt… hollow.
Two years later.
The café smelled like coffee and rain.
He froze when he saw her.
She was laughing—soft, confident, beautiful in a way that hurt.
Aiden
“She…” his voice cracked.
“She’s here?”
She looked up.
Their eyes met.
For the first time, she didn’t rush toward him.
Y/N
“Hi,” she said calmly.
“It’s been a long time.”
Aiden
He stood up too fast.
“I—why didn’t you come back?”
Y/N
She tilted her head. “You told me to do whatever I wanted.”
Aiden
His throat tightened.
“I didn’t mean it.”
She smiled—not sad, not angry.
Y/N
“I know,” she said.
“That’s why it hurts.”
Y/N
Finally, he whispered, “I loved you.”
She looked at him then, really looked.
Y/N
“No,” she replied gently.
“You loved me after I left.”
Aiden
His eyes filled.
“Can we… start again?”
She stood up, picked up her bag.
Y/N
“I already did,” she said softly.
“Just… without you.”
She walked away.
And this time—
he was the one left waiting.
Office Romcom 1
This is Too short I hope you like it 😊
Y/N – hardworking, clumsy when nervous, secretly witty
Ethan – confident, sharp-tongued, professional menace (but soft inside)
The office was unusually quiet.
Too quiet.
Y/N balanced her laptop, phone, and a cup of dangerously hot coffee while walking toward her desk.
Rumi
“Okay… slow steps… don’t trip… don’t—”
BUMP.
Coffee flew.
Right onto someone’s white shirt.
Rumi
“Oh my God!” Y/N gasped. “I—I’m so sorry—”
Ethan looked down at his soaked shirt, then back at her.
Ethan
“… Interesting way to say good morning.”
Rumi
“I swear I’m not like this normally!” she panicked.
“I mean—I am clumsy—but not this clumsy—”
Ethan
He raised an eyebrow.
“So this is a special occasion?”
Rumi
Her face burned. “I’ll clean it! I’ll pay for dry cleaning! I’ll—”
Ethan
He chuckled.
“Relax, Y/N. It’s just a shirt. Though,” he added, smirking,
“you owe me coffee now.”
Rumi
She blinked. “I just… gave you coffee.”
Ethan
“True,” he said. “But I prefer it inside my cup.”
The nearby coworkers tried—and failed—not to laugh.
Rumi
Y/N groaned. “I’m never touching coffee again.”
Ethan
Ethan leaned closer.
“Good. I’d miss these little surprises.”
Rumi
She stared at him. “You enjoy my suffering?”
Ethan
“A little,” he said lightly.
“It makes Mondays entertaining.”
Character Introduction
🌸 Y/N
Age: 22–25
Position: Junior Executive / New Hire
Y/N was the kind of employee who:
arrived early
worked sincerely
and somehow still managed to create chaos by existing
She wasn’t loud or flashy.
She believed hard work spoke louder than words—
even if her clumsiness spoke first.
Her weakness?
☕ Coffee
Her strength?
Not giving up—even when embarrassed.
🔥 Ethan
Age: 25–28
Position: Team Lead / Senior Executive
Ethan was known for three things:
sharp intelligence
effortless confidence
and a smile that made people forget deadlines
He teased everyone, but rarely noticed anyone—
until Y/N joined the team and somehow turned his routine upside down.
Professional on the outside.
Playful underneath.
And far more observant than he pretended to
After Hours & Almost Confessions
It was past 8 p.m.
The office lights were dim. Everyone had left—except Y/N and Ethan.
Rumi
Y/N stretched, exhausted.
“Finally done…”
Ethan
“Long day?” Ethan asked, leaning against her desk.
Rumi
She nodded. “At least I didn’t spill coffee on anyone today.”
Ethan
He smiled. “Disappointing.”
Rumi
She glared. “You’re impossible.”
Ethan
“And yet,” he said softly,
“you talk to me more than anyone else here.”
Rumi
“That’s because,” she said quickly,
“you sit near the coffee machine.”
Rumi
Her heart skipped. “Excuse me?”
Ethan
Ethan stepped closer, voice lower now.
“You blush when I tease you. You smile when I talk. And you stay late when I do.”
Rumi
She swallowed.
“You’re overthinking.”
Ethan
“Am I?” he asked gently.
“Or are you just scared to admit you like me?”
Rumi
Then Y/N exhaled.
“You’re annoying. You tease too much. And you ruined my reputation in my first week.”
Ethan
He smiled wider.
“But?”
Rumi
“But,” she admitted,
“I look forward to seeing you every morning.”
Ethan
“Then how about this,” he said.
“No more teasing at work.”
Rumi
She blinked. “Really?”
Ethan
“Only after work,” he added.
“Over coffee. The safe kind.”
Rumi
she laughed.
“…You’re impossible.”
Ethan
“But you’re smiling,” he said.
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