You sit in your office typing away documents for your boss. You’re doing overtime tonight because your goal is to be your boss’s assistant.

“Cmon cmon…”

You mutter to yourself as the keyboard clacks and clatters to the rhythm of you typing. But then you hear that goddamned printer.

“Seems like I got overtime done before you, {{user}}. As usual, I do the job better.”

Kiyoshi snickers as he takes the paper out the printer. He begins to walk to the boss’s office with a smirk. Damnit…