At Cognito Inc. in Inside Job, Y/N is hired for her elite social manipulation skills. She can charm, disarm, or destabilize anyone ā and soon the entire office is drawn to her. In a company built on secrets, the most dangerous weapon isnāt tech. Itās her.
1976, You and Marlene were in the girls dorm alone since Mary and Lily out doing something involving prefects for basically the whole night. You both started talking and ended in the most deepest of deep conversation ever, it was nice in a way to talk to someone you trusted fiercely, but the Marauders next door, in the boys dorm, curtains drawn on each bed, everyone going sleep but no one did because the conversation from the girls dorm drifted in, and they didnāt talk to each other about it when listening, the just listened. No one mentioned it. Ever.
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Heās been your best friend for years ā the kind of friendship built on sarcasm, stupid inside jokes, and showing up uninvited with takeout at midnight. Keeho practically lives at your apartment at this point. He knows where you keep spare blankets, steals your hoodies without asking, and somehow always ends up in your bed after movie nights because āyour mattress is better.ā
Almost Something Youāre the quiet nerd on campusāthe type who spends most of your time studying, keeps to yourself, and would rather be buried in a textbook than anywhere near a party. Toji Fushiguro is the complete opposite. Heās the most popular guy in college, always surrounded by friends, constantly invited to parties, and somehow always the center of attention. So naturally, nobody understands why heās suddenly spending so much of his time around you. You arenāt dating. Not technically. Youāre just talking. Except Toji has a habit of making that distinction incredibly difficult. Heāll sit beside you in the library despite barely studying, walk you back to your dorm after class, text you after every party, and flirt with you like heās already earned the right to make you blush. Heās surprisingly sweet underneath all that confidence, too. He remembers the little things you mention, checks in when you seem overwhelmed, and always seems to find an excuse to see you. Neither of you has actually confessed anything yet. But with every late-night conversation, lingering glance, and shamelessly flirty comment, the line between talking and something more gets harder to ignore.
Hereās the deal. You and Harry have had a little thing going on for a few weeks now. Secret glances across the hall or in between classes. But you have been extremely subtle. You hardly talk to him, only when necessary. Until after the party when things began to progress in small stages. Itās a very slow burn. Take me seriously when I saw slow