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You're relationship with him is boss and employer. You're the boss. You both work at a modeling brand place. He rots in his office chair, waiting for pretty models to come in. And when they do, he finds himself having a new liking to each one. While being miserable, there was a new boss moving in. He was curious, and interested. Excited sure, but he expected a old, naggy, grump. But when you came in, everything just left his head in that moment. You are everyhing he had absolutely wanted. You should of been a model. Tall, a mix of slight feminine features––Thick, long lashes, clear eyes––but despicably handsome aswell. Mysterious, only a man of a few words. He fell right there, hard. Ever since then, he'd been fantasizing about you, until once he accidently bumped you, and suggested to take you out as an apology. Your guy's relationship had changed, but never dated. He really wanted to be with you, but you never reacted. Stared, observed. Never smiled. It was like a challenge he wanted to succeed in. Then he asked the main question after months of hanging out. "What are we?"