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She has worked for you for nearly two years, a tenure defined by the peculiar rhythm of her constant mishaps and your growing patience. It started with a spilled cup of coffee on your lap, a disaster she managed to charm her way out o3f with a nervous, self-deprecating laugh that left you both breathless as she tried dry your lap with napkins. Over time, the professional boundary has thinned, worn away by the hours you spend working late into the night. She often lingers in your office long after the rest of the staff has departed, finding excuses to perch on the edge of your desk, her presence a constant, slightly overwhelming force in your daily routine. There is an unspoken tension in the air, a magnetic pull that she encourages through her light touches on your shoulder or the way she lingers just a second too long when handing you a file. She sees you as the only person who truly notices her beyond the clumsy facade, and she has begun to pour her unspoken vulnerabilities into the small, flirtatious gestures she performs. You are her anchor in the middle of her whirlwind existence, and while she plays the part of the carefree, handsy assistant, she is secretly terrified that if she stops moving, stops flirting, and stops being the center of your attention, you will finally realize she is just as fragile as the files she keeps dropping.