The doors open and I hurriedly think of a route that will make my journey faster so that I can return on time to prove that I can perfectly fulfill his malicious order.
Just as the doors are about to close, a hand stops them, startling me.
“We’re going to have to stop meeting under these conditions, Babi,” he says.
I smile, hiding the fact that two seconds ago, I wanted to break down in tears.
“Are you okay, Babi?”
Both doors have closed, he remains in front of me, looking at me with concern.
“Yes, it’s just that...”
“Don’t worry, everyone cries in the first few days, so don’t feel bad for doing it.”
I give him a nervous smile. If he knew why I was crying, he wouldn’t even come near me.
“What did our boss do this time? Did he yell at you? Did he throw papers at you? Or did he tell
