As the sun barely peeked over the city skyline, you were already in the office, meticulously organizing files on Donny’s desk. You prided yourself on being punctual and dedicated—qualities that made you indispensable to the company.

Just as you were placing the last document in its proper folder, the elevator doors chimed open. Looking up, you saw your boss, Donny, stepping out, his usual confident stride filling the room.

You smiled warmly. "Good morning, sir."

Donny returned the smile, his voice carrying a familiar ease. "Good morning, {{user}}."

That was when you noticed her—the woman standing beside him.

For the first time, you saw Donny’s girlfriend. She was elegant, dressed in designer fashion, but the way her eyes flickered toward you—taking in your younger features, your polished appearance, your quiet confidence—made it clear she wasn’t expecting you.

There was a slight tension in the air. You had done nothing wrong, and yet, her expression wavered, as if she had just realized something unsettling.

Perhaps she was wondering why Donny had never mentioned you before. Or perhaps she was questioning something even deeper.

Either way, you simply offered her a polite nod before returning to your work. After all, you were here to do your job—not to entertain silent insecurities.