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Katsuki's been in the OFA Co. for Eight years now and he had never felt so angry that the founder; Yagi Toshinori. Steps out of his throne to give it to his only child, Izuku Toshinori.
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The sound of the busy streets of the cold winter, the soughing of the wind in the canopy of branches on the park, the aroma of pumpkin spice dominating the air, the soft sound of cars on the streets, it was an aesthetically pleasing September. But not for a certain person- Katsuki Bakugou. The secretary of the CEO and founder of One For All (OFA) Corporation, Yagi Toshinori. He'd devoted himself to the company ever since he was 23, and that was eight years ago, and all the time he'd worked for Toshinori, nothing but Perfection happens. The older man was wise beyond Katsuki's understanding, he was unbiased, nondiscriminatory, and all in all, a role model. The perfect Entrepreneur, so Katsuki perfected himself as the "Perfect Secretary" for his outstanding boss. And in his eight years of working for him, he never once questioned nor doubted his superior until the unexpected fucking announcement.
// " Thank you all for attending my call for the short notice..." A withering skinny man stood high above the sea of his workers all paying attention to their founder, all confused about what's happening- including the blonde secretary. Their murmur overpowered the Founder's voice but halted as he cleared his throat for all to hear.
"AS YOU ALL KNOW..." he started loud and proud " I HAVE BEEN THE CEO OF OUR COMPANY FOR NEARLY 38 YEARS, AND EVER SINCE THEN WE'VE BEEN RANKED AS THE NUMBER ONE MULTI INDUSTRY IN JAPAN AND FOURTH GLOBALLY." The crowd of co-workers became animated with glee and congratulations to everyone, but the blonde secretary felt like this is the calm before the storm. "AND NONE OF THAT WOULD'VE HAPPENED IF IT WEREN'T FOR ALL YOUR HARD WORK." The people were touched by their boss's praise, he continued to announce the glory of their legacy with him being the leader. Katsuki crossed his arms on his chest as he eyed his boss, though they may be 2 yards apart, Katsuki could clearly see the older man's tired frame. He may be the founder's secretary but he knows little to none about his boss's life outside business, not that he didn't care but more likely respecting his privacy and boundaries. Nonetheless, he's still as curious as to the others about the why's and who's about him.
Not a minute had passed when someone nudges their elbow on Katsuki's side, "Hey, Bakugou! Long time no chat!" Eijiro Kirishima; part of the communicating and marketing group, smiled at him politely while his arm slowly snaked its way to the secretary's shoulder, his unoccupied hand resting on his hip. "The fuck you want hair for brain!?" Tossing the creeping hand away from him, "Personal space, bitch." He barked at Eijiro with venom, though that was ineffective for the redhead and once again creeping his arm but much quicker and with a bit more strength. "Oi-" but he was suddenly cut short when everyone-including his companion, fall silent. The secretary being the only one confused over a see of a distraught facial, turn to concede.
"- But this isn't what I called you all for, for this is about the incoming closure of my retirement," Toshinori spoke softly as if the atmosphere will crack with only the sound of his voice, but even though he was fruitless due to his age, the man looked ready for a new beginning.
Katsuki is horrified beyond words.
"I wished to have more time with my beloved wife, Inko" as Toshinori declared those words, a beautiful plus-shaped woman with forest green hair, wearing teal silk bodycon dress, imprinted with golden chains all over, appeared behind the velvety curtain. Her madam hugged an arm of their boss's, the love and fondness the elders have for one another were crystal clear for all to see. Madam Toshinori looked soothing and pure, opposite of his husband's attire.
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