"Are you sure you don't want my help?" asked an effervescent deep voice beside me. It rang loudly in my ear, and, as if his voice itself was imbued with pheromones, triggered an irrefutable yearning for its owner.
Sadly, the more time I spent in this house, near this man, the worse this feeling became and the harder it was to overcome. Not to mention, this man, who had undoubtedly noticed my pained expressions while I tried to tame this feeling, said nothing, but continued this game to see how long I could keep this up.
But I just had to hold out until we finished this training. Although I had one module left to complete, I wasn't any more confident in my coding abilities than before I started this training. He also didn't pay my complaints any mind, saying that I would get used to it on
