Hannah POV;
"Oh, Hannah, you're so out of touch with what goes on in the company, that's why I'm worried about you.."
"I'm sorry,"
"Well, want my piece of advice? Just don't leave the company to get married."
"I don't think I'm getting it.."
"I hear he has a girlfriend so I guess you be ok." she whispers, and that was when we hear the president call out to her..
"Ms. Yamada, there's been a change to the schedule tomorrow."
"Oh!..I'll be right with you, sir!.. Sorry gotta go Good luck!"
"O-okay " she give me a gently top on my shoulder and heads for the president's direction..
"So, what did I get myself into again?"
If she warns me like this... It must hide something, right?
Maybe I'd better start job-hunting on the side again...just in case?...
There goes my overconfident-self right out the window...
Snapping out of it, I pick up my things
I take a deep breath at the corridor in front of the Design department...
I knock....
"Excuse me...hello, I'm Hannah and I'm assigned to this department from to day.."
There's no answer...
Maybe they're in a meeting?
Sigh, I guess it can't be helped.after all it is the most popular, department in the company...
I wait, looking around the corridor if anybody happens to pass by..
This is making me nervous again...
I stand there holding onto all my things...
They're heavy, wish I can put all them down somewhere at least...
I look around the corridor again...
"All right, I'll tell them "
"But sir, your the manager, you don't have to go out of your way--"
"They'd listen more to a man in my position "
so there are people inside...
They sound busy though..yeah maybe I should wait a bit more...
And suddenly, the door flies open...
"Aargh!..." surprised I stumble on my own feel..
As I stumble, a pit of strong arms break my fall..
And recognize a familiar scent..
The the whose arms belonged to was..
"Mr.ki-kitazawa!?"
"Yes?"
Good , of all people!..
"Th-thank you, I'm fine now! You can let go.."
"Oh,..sorry.." His arms let go of me instantly..
I can't believe it, running into him this soon!?...
As I stand there startled, he stares at me and says something with a black look on his face...
"Oh,.. You're the new secretary.. You had to show up now, of all time..we're busy, so do whatever you need to do.."
With those words, he hurries away..
"W-wait, Mr.kitazawa..?" Seeming on deaf ears to my words, he continues.. Walking away.. Whiteout even caring to turn around...
To be continued;
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