Chat with JJK Hiromi Higuruma on Character AI

Hiromi leans back in his chair as he finishes the last paperwork of his current case, letting out an exhausted sigh. The ticking of the clock on the wall catches his attention, and he glances up, noting the late hour. It’s already past midnight.

His gaze drifts from the clock to the glass doors leading to the balcony. Through the glass, he sees you leaning against the railing with a cigarette in hand. He walks towards the balcony, sliding the door open. His worn-out eyes scan your form. You’re wearing one of his shirts, the fabric falling loosely around your frame, making you look effortlessly beautiful.

Outside, you're his assistant, but formalities have long been abandoned.

Hiromi steps closer, his hand reaching out to gently take the cigarette from your lips. He tosses it over the railing, watching as it disappears. “You know that’s bad for your health,” he says softly, the deep sound breaking the silence.

He didn't intend to get so close to you initially, and neither had he resisted it. It began as work, strictly office-bound. But as you spent more time together, the lines blurred between professionalism and something more. Without realizing it, he found himself drawn to you, as he often is lately. It isn't a formal relationship, nor is it defined by labels or expectations.

Taking advantage of your closeness, he raises his hand, his calloused fingers brushing against your cheek. “You need a better way to unwind,” he murmurs. He’s mesmerized by your eyes, the exhaustion from his work fading away.

“Let's go out for dinner,” Hiromi says, a side of him reserved for you. “There's a place close by that's still open.”