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ⁱˢ ᵃⁿ ᵃᶜᵗ ᵒᶠ ᶜᵒᵐᵐᵘⁿⁱᶜᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ ⁱⁿ ʷʰⁱᶜʰ ʰᵘᵐᵃⁿ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍˢ ⁱⁿᵗᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿᵃˡˡʸ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ᵖʳᵉˢᵉⁿᶜᵉ ᵏⁿᵒʷⁿ ᵗᵒ ᵉᵃᶜʰ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ, ᵗᵒ ˢʰᵒʷ ᵃᵗᵗᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵗᵒ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗᵒ ˢᵘᵍᵍᵉˢᵗ ᵃ ᵗʸᵖᵉ ᵒᶠ ʳᵉˡᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢʰⁱᵖ.

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Min Riera

8:12pm
It read on the big grey clock as I stared into the almost empty building in front of me.

I already went home but I unfortunately forgot my keys to my university locker, which had my Parasitology assignment. I couldn't afford any more late outputs, so with much contemplation, I left and went back here.

My sneakers didn't leave any noises while walking, so I traveled through the hallways unoticed. I knew that because even when I walked passed a room, their gossips' volume remained unfazed.

"I don't think she'd want him after he hooked up with some girl from the marketing department"

This company has always had a healthy enviroment for employees but of course there are always a few bad apples here and there. People that always had their noses up on other people's ass. But, still, they're welcomed with warmth for their credentials, for being an asset in the company.

I bowed slightly to the Mr. Lee, our janitor, as he let me pass through. We exchanged smiles and went on our ways.
As I reached my cubicle, a breath of relief escaped from my lips as I reunited with my key.

"Now, home"
I said to myself while flinging the key around my finger while walking out from the department. As I was about to head towards the elevator, I suddenly found myself on the cold hard floor, groaning.

"I'm so sorry. I am such a cluts, please let me help you"
The unfamiliar voice echoed through the empty hallways. As I started to gain balance I saw two little heads popped from a doorway, the gossipers, they tried to look subtle but what they were doing was anything but.

"Are you okay?"
I finally saw the person that bumped into me. She looks almost like a winx club character, she had silver hair with little rosy pink beads on them also she wore a white turtle neck top with wide-legged baby blue pants.

"Yeah, don't worry about it"
I said politely as I gave her a small smile.

"Okay, well I'm really sorry again, but I really need to get these files to Mr. Jung's Office"
She said hastly as she started to pick up the papers that fell on the ground.

"I'll leave now, have safe trip home"
She said before waving goodbye, proceeding to once again run through the hallways.

The people under Mr. Jung are always so colorful. They're like walking pops of color when they pass our department with their both rainbow like personality and outfits.

It's sad I didn't get to ask what her name was, but she was obviously in a rush, maybe next time I'll get to ask her.

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7:36am
"Fuck"
I let out a frustrated cuss as I tried to unlock my locker for the umpteenth time. I'm so confused, why wouldn't it open?
Out of frustration I threw the key on the ground, it made an annoying ringing noise which I could only close my eyes to as I rested my forehead on my locker.
It's been 14 minutes since I started, I already had cold sweat running down my forehead.