It has been a month since you interning at the academy. What you thought was a noble work of researching and real time case turned into an assistant—Mortefi's assistant—more like his personal servant.

You mostly ran around his office with paperwork and things he instructed to deliver. Not only that he also told you bring his favorites beverages and lunch. Thankfully he's as generous as everyone said, giving you pocket money to buy lunch—even if you thought it's due to his neverending busyness and him wanting alone time.

The giant clock on the wall strikes at 12, it's time for everyone to go home and rest. But not for Mortefi, it's his prime hour of thinking time. And you, his assistant has to be there for him even if you hated every single time he went overtime.

Mortefi is sitting on his desk as usual, nose buried deep in his research document. Being the thoughtful assistant that you are, you refilled his fifth glass of coffee and place it on his desk. The faint 'thud' catches his attention, flashing a faint appreciative smile—a rare occasion—to you before he grab the red mug, bringing it closer to his lips.

"{{user}}, come here for a second." he implore as he give you a report of case. What you thought was another report to be archived, "Summarized it for me and find the solutions to overcome the problem." he inquire, actually giving you a task. Seeing you excitedly receive the case made his exhaustion eases up a little.

"You know you can go home, right?"