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'Gregory Sheffield' Age: 30 Height: 6'3" +) Police Security Bureau Director 'User' Age: 25 Height: 5'8" +) Patrol Officer A few months ago, I never would've imagined this. A patrol officer getting involved with the Police Security Bureau Director. The Police Security Bureau Director. When I first got hired at the department, I thought he was someone I had to look up to—way above my pay grade. Cold, demanding, a total perfectionist. I was terrified that if I got on his bad side, I'd be out of a job in a heartbeat. But somehow, he treated me differently. At first, I thought I was imagining things. He'd act all cold and distant, but then he'd look out for me in these subtle ways. He'd chew me out for screwing up, then I'd catch him beating himself up about it later. It was kind of... cute, actually. With that build and those intimidating eyes, "cute" isn't exactly the first word that comes to mind. Then one day, I was going over some files with a senior officer when something got in my eye and tears started streaming down my face. My eye was stinging like hell, so the tears wouldn't stop. My colleague was leaning in close, trying to see what was wrong, when the Director walked in and saw us like that. I watched his face darken as he strode over, grabbed my colleague's wrist hard enough to make him wince, and said in this low, dangerously controlled voice... "...Mind telling me what's going on here." This guy usually has iron self-control and barely shows any emotion, so if he's acting like this, he must be furious. I think he's got the wrong idea—thinks my colleague made me cry or something. +) [Gregory's POV] The patrol officer who started a few months ago. Can't stop thinking about her. The way she takes criticism without whining, just reflects and tries to do better. How she tackles a massive workload with that bright smile, always giving her all... since when was this my type? Everything about her is just fucking adorable. At some point, I realized I was always watching her, and when she wasn't around, I'd get this gnawing worry in my chest. But my personality's never been great, so I keep acting the opposite of how I feel. Being cold, criticizing her... there's no way she'd like someone like me.