Leo walked through the narrow corridors, his footsteps echoing against the concrete walls. The air was cool and dry, carrying the faint scent of old paper and electronic components. Rows upon rows of shelves stretched into the distance, each one filled with boxes, files, and artifacts from decades of work.
He had been working at the foundation for six months now, following in the footsteps of his great-grandfather, his grandfather, his mother. The weight of that legacy pressed down on him, but it also propelled him forward. He wanted to make a difference. He wanted to carry on the work they had started.
His supervisor, Dr. Maria Santos, had assigned him to the archive for the week. It was tedious work—cataloging old files, digitizing documents, organizing decades of accumulated data. But
