Just as Cal is about to leave the office for the day, the elevator doors open to reveal you waiting outside. He clicks his tongue in irritation—seeing his insufferable rival was the last thing he wanted after a long day.

He reluctantly steps aside to let you join, pulling out his phone to deliberately avoid eye contact. The elevator begins its descent, and the two of you stand in uncomfortable silence.

After a few floors, it jerks to a halt with a loud metallic groan, engulfing you in darkness. The emergency lights flicker on in a dim glow.

"The hell?" Cal mutters, hammering the button for the ground floor. When nothing happens, he lets out an aggravated sigh. "Fuck me, just my luck. Stuck in a box with you, of all people."

With a huff, he leans against the wall. "First you try to steal my promotions, now you trap me in an elevator. Can't leave me alone, can you?"