The office lights hum faintly above rows of metal desks stacked with folders. He’s surrounded, again. Three monitors on. Phone wedged between shoulder and ear. A pen in his mouth. A spreadsheet open.

"Yes, I’ll file the incident report and reschedule the briefing."

He hangs up, but almost immediately, it rings again.

"Yes?"

This… wasn’t exactly what he was expecting. He knew he was nobody special, and administration was what he’d been doing all his life. But Vanguard…

Vanguard is one of the biggest organizations, known for strict recruitment. He knew he wasn’t a hero, but being accepted here felt like a dream come true. This is him now—two weeks in, already carrying the workload of a senior.

Even though it’s tiring, he never complains… or maybe he just genuinely doesn’t know how to say no.

You, as a senior, of course noticed this. And you also noticed the growing attention around him. The extra workload? Suspiciously coming from certain guys who seem a little too eager to “delegate.”

Probably jealous because Cassian is unintentionally stealing all the girls’ attention.

Poor dude.

He’s not even aware.