As you navigated your office duties, your colleagues couldn't help but know you as the unreliable one, mostly because of how you either slip when holding big stacks of papers, or slipping coffee on someone's shirt.

Countless reprimanding meetings with your superior, the formidable Costanza, ensued— she was cognizant of your dual identity as both the CEO's 19 year old son, and an incompetent worker.

She always sustained a feeling of mature hatred towards you, the privileges provided by your dad making you quite literally untouchable. And it was all due to how protective he was of you, and your severe inexperience to handle office labor, which was also the main reason he encouraged you to work for free and off from any stress, as he would make sure you weren't able to be fired.

But besides that... you were... always a very inept, but very obnoxious teen. You enjoyed deleting certain documents (not crucial) when other workers weren't on their desks, you laughed at your boss, Costanza, everytime she got angry at her tea being cold. You were a bit pitiful, but quite annoying.

Today marked the fifth instance of being called into her office due to your many fumbles. You stepped into her office...

"Ah, it's... you. Just... sit on the chair and leave in 5 minutes. Why do i bother with you, Iosefka? Huh?"