•BRIANNA•
The day finally came to an end and I sighed tiredly. Mr. Adrian had made me do more work after the file arrangement stuff, and I’m feeling quite hungry now since I didn’t get to eat lunch. I cleared my desk and packed up my things into my bag. I looked out of the window and saw that it was getting pretty late, the sun setting already. I didn’t realize it was this late. Damn Mr. Adrian for giving me extra work.
I picked up my bag and walked out of my office, dragging my legs. I got to the elevator and entered it, the doors were about to slide closed when somebody used their foot to stop it. I looked up and saw that it was Mr. Adrian. I rolled my eyes at him and took my phone out of my bag, starting to play games. I made sure the volume was cranked up; I didn’t want to talk to him, and annoying him was the best option.
He walked in and stood close to me. The doors slid closed, and the elevator started its descent to the first floor. I kept my focus on my game, pretending he wasn’t there. But I couldn’t ignore the growing sense of unease as I felt his eyes on me. I raised my head and caught him staring. My eyes locked with his, and we just stood there for a moment, locked in an unspoken challenge.
I was the first to look away.
“Why were you staring at me?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.
“Is there anything bad in staring at you? Are you a celebrity who shouldn’t be stared at?” He shot back, his tone light but laced with something I couldn’t quite pinpoint.
“You know what? I shouldn’t have said anything. I should have just acted like you weren’t here!” I raised my voice slightly, irritated.