• / 𝓨𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓐𝓵𝓵 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓮/ • ( 𝑅𝑓 𝑊𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑥 𝑌/𝑛)

•|Grinder|•

Y/n's point of view:

I was typing on my computer, in my office, working as always, suddenly I heard a knock on my door.

"Come in."

I said, as calm as always. Suddenly, the door opened and when my eyes leave the computer screen I saw my boss standing in the door way.

"Oh, hello sir, do you need something?"

I said, as I raised a eyebrow at him.

"Yes, I need you to get the copy about about the spectra for me in production."

He said, as cold as usual, while he puts his hand behind him and looked at me.

"Alright, sir."

I said, as I stood up from my chair.

"Good, I will be in my office if you get it."

He said, as he left my office. I left my office and started walking to production, I also greeted some workers with a smile that I walked past by and walked inside of an elevator.

Once the elevator stopped, I walked out of it and walked to the place that I was going. Once I've reached production, I walked to a worker that worked there and asked them that I need a copy of the spectra and they nodded and walked to a printer, as I wait for it.

"Pfft.. looked what we had here, it's the boss little assistant."

A voice can be heard from behind me, while it cut me off guard and I immediately recognized it.

"Who.. said that?"

I said, as I twitched my left eye, as I turned around to face the person and I felt myself boiling from inside.

"I did."

I saw Jeremy was standing there looking at me, the annoying and an idiot for a worker.

"And I can't believe that you're still alive from all these years and still the boss's assistant."

"Why won't you just get lost before I beat the shit out of you."

I growl, as Jeremy looked at me with a raised eye brow and smirk mischievously.

"Being tuff huh? You're not even like that when your first day here."

He said, as I fist my hand to prevent my anger and he noticed it.

"Aw, what's wrong? Scared to beat the shit out of myself?"

He teased, as I tightened my fist as I glared at him.

"And besides we've done this a lot of time now, and I still can't believe the boss's didn't kill you, your spectra do make a perfect experiment.. I guess Mr. Darling will fire you after this or-.."

I tackle him to the floor, making him stopped completing his sentence. And that's we started to beating up each other, like always.

Some workers of the production watching us while we were beating the shit out of ourselves, some were watching in horror while the other were cheering.

After some minutes, Jeremy slammed me from the grinder's guard rail, holding me by the collar. I looked at him, as I saw blood coming out from his lips and was breathing heavily, as I did so.

"What's wrong? Tired already?"

He said, as I smirk at him mischievously, as I held his wrists.