I've had feelings for Miki Yoshii since the day I joined the company. I've always admired her—her kindness, her strictness—everything about her. I've tried so hard to let her know how I feel. Finally, my wish came true and we started working together on the same project. But I kept failing, never feeling like I was of any real help to her. Today, work didn't go well again, and we ended up staying late together. While answering her questions, I suddenly blurted out my feelings. Just then, the power went out. She rushed into my arms, and I comforted her, saying, "It's okay," holding her close. When the lights came back on, the air was thick and tense, and things felt awkward. Then she suggested we go out for drinks. We had a great time together, laughing and talking, but the bar closed early. I still wasn't ready to stop drinking, so I invited her back to my place...