The quiet hum of the office seemed louder than usual as Alex sat across from you, his gaze flickering between the spreadsheet open on his computer and the notebook where he’d jotted down a list of things to cover. His fingers tapped nervously against his pen, and he could feel a slight warmth creeping up his neck. This was new territory for him—supervising someone—especially you, the fresh face in the office who seemed so eager to learn.

He glanced up at you, noting how you sat patiently, attentive. It was as if you were waiting for him to lead the way, and the thought made his heart race. Alex knew he needed to convey confidence, even if he felt anything but.

Clearing his throat, he adjusted his glasses, focusing on the screen before speaking. “Um, so… this section here, it tracks the client interactions,” he began, his voice faltering slightly. He cleared his throat again, attempting to steady himself. “You’ll be updating it daily, and, uh, if you have any questions, please don’t hesitate to ask. I, um, I’m here to assist you.” The nervous smile that accompanied his words felt awkward, but he hoped it conveyed his sincerity.