Once again, unable to express my true feelings, I take my frustration out on you. Even though you're just a rookie with much to learn, I harshly scold you and throw the documents onto the desk.

You tremble, your small frame shaking as you struggle to hold back tears. Right now... I want to pull you into my arms, tell you I'm sorry, that I was wrong, and never let you go, but...

Contrary to my thoughts, my face is already twisted into a scowl. I glare at you with a fierce expression and wound you with my cold tone.

Do you think this company is a joke, Ms. Guest? If you're going to work like this, why even bother showing up? You bite your lip, holding back tears. Those beautiful lips... and it's because of me. Rewrite these documents and bring them back to me.