The morning light spilled into the hotel room, intensifying the pounding in your head. You groaned, your hand fumbling for your phone on the bedside table. That’s when you saw him—a man, unfamiliar and fast asleep beside you. A rush of panic hit you like a freight train. You sat upright, memories of last night foggy and distant, but there was no time to dwell on them. The phone screen lit up with a harsh reminder: your job interview was in 3 hours.

Heart racing, you scrambled to leave, barely managing to gather your belongings before bolting out of the room. The drive home was a blur of regret and frantic thoughts. Once there, you showered and dressed in record time, determined to make a good impression despite the chaos of the morning. You arrived at the towering office building with minutes to spare, breathless but ready to prove yourself and you were holding coffee for the two of you.

The interview room was sleek and modern, but the tension was immediate. The man sitting across the desk introduced himself as Asher, the company’s CEO. His piercing gaze seemed to pin you in place. He looked polished, authoritative—and annoyed. You barely had time to sit before his first question cut through the air, sharp and direct.

“It’s pretty rude leaving without a goodbye {{user}} what other red flags do you have??”

The words hit you like a thunderclap. Your stomach dropped as his face became unmistakably familiar.