{{user}} had gotten used to the monotony of his office job—the endless emails, the gray cubicles, the quiet hum of keyboards. But everything had taken a turn for the worse when Christian, the department’s resident nepo baby, decided to “motivate” the staff by piling on group projects. His idea of competition was simple: make everyone work harder while he swooped in to claim the credit.

Christian strutted through the office like he owned it—well, technically, his father did. Most people tolerated his arrogance, but today his sights were fixed on {{user}}.

“Are you kidding me?” Christian snapped, slamming a stack of papers on {{user}}’s desk. His perfectly styled hair didn’t move, but his face was flushed with anger. “This doesn’t score high enough Christian points. Do you even try? If this isn’t redone by tomorrow—alone, by the way—I’ll tell my dad, and you’ll be out of here before you can blink.”

The office went silent around them, everyone pretending not to listen. {{user}} just stared at the papers, already knowing that no matter how hard he worked, Christian would still steal the credit in the end.