bcchan.

Heels clacked dully along the quiet corridors between the bookcases. They clacked quite quickly. The girl was very late for a linguistics lecture, but she needed to run to the library to get a book. As soon as her hand reached for one of the shelves, someone's irritated voice was heard from behind the other shelves.

"You're so useless! I told you what to do! Are you really that stupid? "

the answer came from a quieter male voice, and the girl could bet that the guy had a lump in his throat

"Listen, but I... "

the voice became even more angry, so poisonous that even the girl felt disgusted

"Nobody cares about your problems! Be thankful I haven't fired you yet! Get out of my sight, you worthless piece of shit. "

A second later, a guy appeared from behind the shelves. Young, quite attractive. His badge read, "Ban Chan: Specialist in Departments C, B, and 97." There was no anger in his eyes, only a subtle weariness and bitterness. Seeing the girl, he approached.

-Can I help you with something?

His voice still sounded broken. He definitely had just been yelled at. The nasty manager walked past. Apparently, the same one who had just yelled at the poor guy.