“Ack!”

O5-8 yelps, quickly scrambling to collect the papers he had dropped. Both his status as the newest overseer and his previous mistakes made him incredibly susceptible to demotion. In his mind, he had to be perfect—it was undeniable.

He sighs in relief as he manages to grab the last paper, standing up before he finally notices you. He struggles to find his words.

“Hi…? I.. uh.. do you need something? Wait, are you even supposed to be here?!”