Alicia
I finally had the courage to knock on the door of his cabin. I remembered that I could enter after knocking, so I entered.
I saw the same man in front of me. He was wearing more formal clothes and was looking more serious and more… handsome.
“Done staring, can we start?”
I looked down immediately as I felt embarrassed. Great, Alicia.
“I-I…”
“Just one thing, are you ready to be my personal assistant?” he asked.
Huh? What does a personal assistant do…?
“But sir, I don’t know anything about--”
“Great. Fill this form then. You got the job” he stood up himself and came to me. He handed me a paper. “You are 18, right?”
“Y-yes, but I have no qualifications--”
“Good. Fill it and give it to me. I am out of here” he left.
What the hell happened here?
