When I arrived at the office, the atmosphere was thick with curious stares. Everyone seemed to be whispering among themselves at their desks, but they couldn’t hide the furtive glances they shot in my direction.
Some quickly looked away when I noticed, but others weren’t so subtle.
I felt the weight of their eyes on me as I tried to walk normally, my face burning with embarrassment.
I headed to my desk, determined to focus on my work, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that everyone was watching me.
The buzz of the office didn’t help, and I felt like I was on display.
The sensation of being the center of attention was driving me mad, and my mind kept spinning, replaying what had happened in the elevator.
Suddenly, I heard footsteps approaching. It was one of the employees, one of those
