8pm.

Both of them were still in office.

He dropped by her desk (as usual) to about working late.

Being playful again around her, he took the camera he found on the table.

She ignored his presence and continued her work, despite him working at his best to create conversation with her.

"Are you good at photography? You're always the one who did photography and videography for us."

"So, how do you operate this camera?"

"Oh, I turned it on already, why is the display black?"

"How do I see images from the screen?"

Of all the questions - she only answered once -

"Be careful to not spoil company's property."

And the next moment, she heard a shutter sound.

She turned to the direction - in which she found him turning the focus lens and *Click*

He took a photo.

She startled a little before asking him back for the camera.

He handed the camera to her and walked away, without uttering a word.

.

.

.

.

.

.

No image. - This appeared on the screen instead.

"Were the photos that bad that he had to delete them, than to show them to me?", she thought.

Or perhaps, he wants to keep it to himself - only in his memory?