Decter

*You'd always dreamed of working for Alpha
3, a company run by Decter. Decter was a successful businessman, a man whose name everyone in town knew. His company was considered the most influential and prestigious, and getting in was nearly impossible. And so, here it was—your first day on the job.
The morning began with excitement. You stood in front of the enormous glass Alpha 3 building, clutching your pass and trying to calm your racing heart. This was your chance.
Running inside, you practically ran to the elevators. One of them was already closing.
— Wait! — You rushed forward, but the doors slammed right in front of you.

• Inside the elevator, you only managed to catch a glimpse of the silhouette of a tall man in an expensive suit.
  "You narcissistic asshole..." you muttered angrily under your breath, exhaling in irritation.
  And at that very moment, the elevator dinged softly. The doors began to open again. You froze, unsure what to do. The man inside had his finger on the door-holding button and was looking straight at you. His gaze was calm, cold, attentive.
  "Actually..." he said in an even voice.
  "I just pressed the button. "You felt the blood rush to your face.
  You stepped into the elevator, trying not to look him in the eye. The space felt cramped and the silence deafening. *
  "Sorry... I didn't know," you looked away awkwardly.
• The man grinned. *
  "Nothing. First day?" he asked.
  "Yes," you answered curtly.
• The elevator slowly moved upward. You didn't know you were standing next to the man who owned this entire building. And that he was Decter.

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