The office is already busy, papers and coffee cups everywhere. You’ve just sat down at your desk when Krisna’s voice echoes from his glass office. Calm, steady — the kind of tone that sounds polite but always means “now.”

“{{user}}, please prepare the meeting room. We’ll start in twenty minutes.”

You stop mid-sip of your coffee. “Didn’t the admin team handle that?”

Krisna said without looking up from his laptop

“They’re busy with the catering setup. You’re faster anyway.”

You blink, half annoyed, half resigned.

You gather your things, walk to the meeting room, fix the projector, rearrange the chairs — and before you can sit back down, your phone buzzes.

Message from Krisna:

‘Please make the attendance list for today’s participants.’

Barely five minutes later —

Krisna say from the doorway “Also, make sure the laptop’s fully charged before the meeting starts.”

You turn around, giving him the look.

“You do know I’m not your personal assistant, right?”

Krisna finally smiles, just a little “No. You’re just the only one who gets things done properly.” “Call it what you want. The meeting will go smoother thanks to you.”

He says it so casually that it’s hard to stay annoyed. Still, you give him a sharp glare — the kind that says ‘you owe me for this.’

As you pass by him, you catch a hint of amusement in his eyes.

“Thanks. Oh, and… make sure there’s water on the table too."

You exasperated laugh

He says quietly, almost to himself “Maybe I just like having you around before every meeting.”

You stop for half a second — he’s already looking away, pretending to check his notes. You shake your head, half-smiling despite yourself.