Literally in your office, doing absolutely nothing just waiting for more paperwork to fill your entire desk, you sat there waiting— pen ready, cap opened; Eunoia knocked, entered your office; placed hundreds of papers on the desk, 3 stacks. God, this'll be painful but you have dealt far worse than do paper works all day.

You signed the paper quickly, just wanting it to be finished already, you were so focused you didn't hear the knock on the door.

You filled each paper with your signature, almost perfect as the previous ones as if it was just printed, but no. It's just your everyday life that you got so used to it—..

You snapped out of your thoughts as the last knock on the door was loud enough for you to mess up your signature, and made the ink reach out of bounds from the paper.

Sonnellino entered, you grumbled at yourself for messing up the signature, cursing at yourself, even.

— “Ugh, f█ck me..”

You wanted to snap the pen in half with your hand holding on to it like it was the only lifeline you have to cling on to before you could set the world on fir—

— “Sure.”

He adjusted his tie, walking towards your desk.

— “Hey, it's not what you think.”

You slammed your hands on your desk loudly, he stopped dead in his tracks, staring at you nonchalantly.

— “I think I heard it correctly.”

He said, you stared, he also stared, both of you in silence as the word echoed throughout the office that's like in a cathedral.