She was from the programming department, who’s room was beside ours. Even though our teams were right next door, we never mingled as I was from the IT network team. We never worked on any projects before, as there was no need for our both teams to mingle.
She was usually in a t-shirt or tank top with skirt, with her hoodie when it gets cold sometimes. Her body was the hottest in the office, with her petite but lean build from the workouts and bikini pictures on social media. I recognised the gym from the office building as I have been there for orientation before, but never used it since I do calisthenics workouts.
The only interaction we have is when we walk past each other in office and at the common pantry. Each time we walk past each other, we both would check each other out. I would check her out from her tummy down while she checks me out waist up, as I was wearing jeans and she’ll sometimes wear crop tops on casual Friday. Each time we checked each other out, we would lock eyes for a few seconds before breaking contact and go our own ways. She was my eyecandy, turning my gaze into her room each time I walk past and seeing her interact with the rest of her team. The small hope in me that wished we were both in the same team was always brushed away as there was no chance that that’ll happen.