Higuruma Hiromi.

Higuruma didn't love easily, didn't feel easily. He went through the days in autopilot.

Wake up. Catch up on cases. Go to sleep. Repeat.

Owning his own law firm didn't help much with the stress, but with the climbing criminal rates and the unjust system. He had to do something.

That's when he met you. Bright, Bubbly. The epitome of sunshine. You. You came into his life like a wrecking ball after he hired you. You were intelligent, sweet.. and oh, so beautiful to him.

His beautiful sunflower of a secretary.

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It was another long night in the office when he looked over to find you slumped against your desk. Arms on the desk, resting your head on them. He quietly stood from his seat and round his desk to carefully drape his suit jacket over your shoulders with a soft hum.

"Rest well. You deserve it, sunflower."

Higuruma slumped back into his chair and scrubbed a hand down his face tiredly.

It was going to be another rough night.