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Claire was nervous about her first day at her new job, but getting stuck in the elevator with a stranger and accidentally breaking his nose in a panic made things worse. When they exited the elevator, she discovered that this man was her new boss. A boss known for his reputation as a ruthless tyrant.<\/p>\n
Claire walked down a bustling street, feeling a strong tremor inside. Today was her first day at a new job, a job she had long dreamed of. She was starting as a graphic designer at a large company, and it was very exciting for Claire.<\/p>\n
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She knew she had to make a good impression on the first day and worried about whether she could pull it off.<\/p>\n
Claire was naturally very clumsy, so she rarely managed to make a good first impression, but today she was determined to succeed.<\/p>\n
Another reason she needed to show her best side today was that she had heard rumors that her new boss was very strict and demanding, not tolerating mistakes.<\/p>\n
She took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves as she approached the towering office building. It loomed above her, glass reflecting the morning sunlight. With a final deep breath, she mustered up her courage and went inside.<\/p>\n
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The lobby was grand, with sleek modern decor and people hurrying about. Claire felt a bit overwhelmed but kept moving, reminding herself to stay focused. She walked to the elevator, where an attractive man in a suit was already standing.<\/p>\n
He seemed familiar, but she couldn\u2019t place where she had seen him before. His sharp suit and confident stance made him look important. Claire pressed the button to call the elevator.<\/p>\n
\u201cI already pressed the button; there was no need to press it again,\u201d the man said coldly.<\/p>\n
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\u201cOh, you mean the elevator. I didn\u2019t even think\u2026 It\u2019s my first day,\u201d Claire mumbled, stumbling over her words. The man gave her a stern look. \u201cI\u2019m very anxious,\u201d she added.<\/p>\n
The elevator doors opened, and the man stepped inside. Claire followed him in. The man pressed the button for the 11th floor and looked at Claire, expecting her to press her floor button.<\/p>\n
\u201cMe too, 11,\u201d she said. Claire had checked all the information she had been sent dozens of times that morning. \u201cSo, it looks like we\u2019ll be colleagues,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n
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\u201cYeah,\u201d the man replied.<\/p>\n
\u201cI heard the boss is very strict and doesn\u2019t forgive mistakes,\u201d Claire said with a nervous laugh.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t see anything wrong with that. If you want a successful company, you need to minimize mistakes and the people who make them,\u201d he replied.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe,\u201d she said, thinking they definitely wouldn\u2019t be friends. \u201cI\u2019m Claire, by the way,\u201d she extended her hand for a shake.<\/p>\n
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\u201cYes, I\u2014\u201d but the man was cut off as the elevator suddenly stopped.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s happening?\u201d Claire asked in a panic.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt seems there\u2019s a malfunction; it should start again soon,\u201d the man replied calmly. Just after he said this, the lights in the elevator went out.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh god, no, no, no. Not this! We\u2019re stuck!\u201d Claire began to panic.<\/p>\n
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\u201cCalm down; it should start working again soon.\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire started to hyperventilate, pacing back and forth in the elevator.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s happening to you?\u201d the man asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m really afraid of confined spaces,\u201d Claire answered.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou were just fine a moment ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, but that was only for a few seconds. Now it\u2019s unclear how long we\u2019ll be stuck here.\u201d Claire couldn\u2019t calm down; she was already on edge, and now this. She collapsed to the floor, tears streaming down her face. \u201cI\u2019m not ready to die so young!\u201d she cried out.<\/p>\n
The man crouched next to her and put his hand on her back. \u201cCalm down; no one is going to die. It\u2019s just an elevator, and you\u2019re not alone,\u201d he said, gently rubbing her back.<\/p>\n
Miraculously, this started to help, and Claire slowly began to calm down. Suddenly, the elevator jolted, scaring her, and she accidentally elbowed something.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh god! We\u2019re falling,\u201d Claire screamed. Suddenly, the lights came back on, and the elevator began to move. Claire turned around and saw she had bloodied the man\u2019s nose.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh god, I\u2019m so sorry. I really didn\u2019t mean to,\u201d she said, standing up from the floor.<\/p>\n
The man remained silent, pressing a handkerchief to his nose. The elevator doors opened, and the man immediately stepped out. Claire followed him.<\/p>\n
\u201cMr. Hemforth! What happened?\u201d a woman cried out. Claire felt her blood run cold. Mr. Hemforth\u2014that was the name of her new boss. Claire had just punched her boss!<\/p>\n
\u201cShit,\u201d she muttered under her breath.<\/p>\n
Several days had passed since the elevator incident, and with each passing day, Claire increasingly felt that Mr. Hemforth hated her.<\/p>\n
She couldn\u2019t shake the feeling that she had seen him somewhere before. His constant disapproval only added to her anxiety.<\/p>\n
He hadn\u2019t approved any of her work or ideas, no matter how hard she tried. Claire arrived at work at 7 a.m. and left at 10 p.m., just to finally create something Hemforth would like, but it was all in vain. Her efforts seemed pointless. It seemed he was deliberately rejecting her work.<\/p>\n
When other colleagues praised something and said how great Claire was, Hemforth would look at her work and say he\u2019d never seen anything worse in his life. It was like a punch to the gut every time. Claire\u2019s confidence was dwindling.<\/p>\n
She spent hours tweaking and reworking her designs, hoping to get a nod of approval, but it never came.<\/p>\n
One day, Claire decided to try again. She walked to his office, her heart pounding. She took a deep breath, mustering the little courage she had left, and knocked on the door.<\/p>\n
\u201cCome in,\u201d Hemforth\u2019s voice called from inside.<\/p>\n
Claire entered, holding her latest design in her hands. \u201cMr. Hemforth, I\u2019ve made some changes. I hope this meets your expectations,\u201d she said, handing him her work.<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you kidding me?\u201d Hemforth said, frowning. \u201cWhy are you showing me a draft?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is the final version,\u201d Claire replied, her voice shaky.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou shouldn\u2019t have said that. Redo it,\u201d Hemforth replied, his tone stern.<\/p>\n
Claire couldn\u2019t take it anymore. \u201cWhy do you hate me so much? I\u2019ve apologized several times for hitting you, and it was an accident. Everyone else praises my work. Why haven\u2019t you said anything good?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t hate you. I want to teach you,\u201d Hemforth answered calmly.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen you should take teaching courses,\u201d Claire snapped, her frustration boiling over. She turned and left the office, slamming the door behind her.<\/p>\n
In the evening, the office was empty and dimly lit. The soft hum of the fluorescent lights was the only sound accompanying Claire as she sat at her desk, tirelessly working on the same project over and over again.<\/p>\n
Her eyes were strained from staring at the screen for hours, and she rubbed them, trying to focus. The clock on the wall ticked loudly, reminding her that it was already half past ten at night.<\/p>\n
Suddenly, Claire heard the familiar sound of the elevator dinging. She glanced up, squinting to see who it could be at this late hour.<\/p>\n
The dim lighting made it hard to make out the figure at first. Her heart skipped a beat when the figure stepped out of the shadows, and she realized it was Hemforth.<\/p>\n
\u201cDamn it!\u201d Hemforth shouted, his voice echoing in the empty office. \u201cYou scared me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSorry,\u201d Claire said, her voice small and apologetic.<\/p>\n
Hemforth took a deep breath and approached her desk. \u201cWhat are you doing here so late?\u201d he asked, his tone softer now.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m working,\u201d Claire replied, trying to muster a smile. \u201cAnd you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI forgot my phone,\u201d Hemforth said, shaking his head. \u201cCame back to get it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI see,\u201d Claire said, feeling a bit awkward.<\/p>\n
Hemforth leaned over to look at her laptop screen. \u201cWhy are you doing it this way?\u201d he asked, a frown creasing his forehead.<\/p>\n
Claire blinked, confused. \u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy are you trying so hard to fit into our mold?\u201d Hemforth asked, looking at her intently.<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought that\u2019s what I was supposed to do,\u201d Claire said, her voice uncertain.<\/p>\n
Hemforth shook his head. \u201cI hired you because your work stood out. I thought you could bring something new to our company.\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire was taken aback. \u201cI\u2026 I didn\u2019t know that,\u201d she admitted. She really thought he wanted her to follow the same guidelines as everyone else.<\/p>\n
Hemforth sighed and took the mouse from her hand, deleting everything she had been working on. Claire gasped, feeling a pang of panic. \u201cWhat are you doing? I spent the whole day on that!\u201d she protested.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know,\u201d Hemforth said, looking at her with a calm expression. \u201cI\u2019m sorry, but I want you to create something new. Something that\u2019s truly yours, not just what you think we want.\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire felt her frustration rising. \u201cWell, I guess I\u2019ll be spending the night here,\u201d she said, determined to prove herself.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo need,\u201d Hemforth said, shaking his head. \u201cStart fresh tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d Claire insisted. \u201cI want to come in with results. You\u2019ll probably fire me anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n
Hemforth looked surprised. \u201cWhy would I fire you?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I haven\u2019t had a single approved project,\u201d Claire said, feeling the weight of her frustration and exhaustion.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s normal,\u201d Hemforth reassured her. \u201cYou\u2019re still learning. You\u2019re the most talented person in this office, maybe even better than me. Just stop limiting yourself.\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire stared at him in disbelief. She had never expected to hear such praise from Hemforth. \u201cReally?\u201d she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes,\u201d Hemforth said firmly. \u201cWe haven\u2019t had such a young and talented employee in a long time. The last one was five years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire looked at him, puzzled. \u201cYou\u2019re not much older than me,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m talking about myself,\u201d Hemforth explained. \u201cI joined the company only five years ago, and look where I am now. And you\u2019re better than me. If you want, I can help you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire felt a surge of gratitude. \u201cThank you, Mr. Hemforth,\u201d she said. \u201cBut I\u2019d rather do it myself.\u201d<\/p>\n
Hemforth smiled. \u201cJust call me Derek,\u201d he said. \u201cWork hours ended long ago. I\u2019ll be in my office if you need help.\u201d<\/p>\n
As Hemforth walked away, Claire felt a newfound determination. She took a deep breath and turned back to her laptop, ready to create something truly her own.<\/p>\n
The next few hours, Claire spent working on a new project. She kept Hemforth\u2019s words in mind and let herself be free, not worrying about fitting in. She tried new ideas and different styles, feeling more confident with each stroke.<\/p>\n
Finally, Claire sat back and looked at the finished work. She couldn\u2019t believe her eyes. It was the best thing she had created since starting at the company. A smile spread across her face.<\/p>\n
Claire grabbed her laptop and walked to Hemforth\u2019s office. She knocked gently on the door, her heart pounding. When Hemforth looked up, she stepped inside and placed the laptop on his desk, turning it so he could see the screen.<\/p>\n
\u201cTake a look,\u201d Claire said, her voice a bit shaky but hopeful.<\/p>\n
\u201cSee, that\u2019s what I was talking about. Good job,\u201d Hemforth said, his face lighting up with a smile.<\/p>\n
\u201cReally?\u201d Claire asked, her eyes wide with surprise. She still couldn\u2019t believe it.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes,\u201d Hemforth said, standing up from his desk. \u201cYou can actually do much more than you imagine.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you,\u201d Claire said, feeling a mix of relief and pride.<\/p>\n
She returned to her desk and started packing her things. Claire walked to the elevator, where Hemforth was already standing, waiting.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m getting flashbacks from our first meeting,\u201d Claire said with a small laugh.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat wasn\u2019t our first meeting,\u201d Hemforth replied, his expression softening.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d Claire asked, puzzled.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you remember the graduation party where you cried in the bathroom because your lenses were expired and your eyes were burning?\u201d Hemforth asked, looking at her closely.<\/p>\n
\u201cI wasn\u2019t crying; my eyes were just watering. How do you know that?\u201d Claire asked, her mind racing to remember.<\/p>\n
\u201cI was the one who brought you tissues and lens solution,\u201d Hemforth said, a smile playing on his lips.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat was you?\u201d Claire said, her eyes widening in recognition. \u201cI thought that was some kind graduate\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah, that was me,\u201d Hemforth replied. The elevator doors closed, and they both stepped inside.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve been looking for you since that day but couldn\u2019t find you. Then I saw your resume for this job,\u201d Hemforth continued, his voice calm but sincere.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou were looking for me?\u201d Claire asked, her heart skipping a beat.<\/p>\n
\u201cI couldn\u2019t stop thinking about you,\u201d Hemforth admitted.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh,\u201d Claire said, feeling a rush of emotions.<\/p>\n
\u201cSorry, I got carried away,\u201d Hemforth said, looking a bit embarrassed.<\/p>\n
\u201cI was going to drop out the next day because I thought I wasn\u2019t good enough,\u201d Claire confessed. \u201cBut I stayed because of your words.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s important is not whether you\u2019re worthy of being here, but whether you\u2019re ready to fight for your choice,\u201d they said in unison, both surprised at their shared memory.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou remember,\u201d Claire said, smiling brightly.<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course,\u201d Hemforth said. \u201cI remember every part of that conversation.\u201d<\/p>\n
Their eyes met, and without thinking, Hemforth leaned in to kiss Claire. She responded, wrapping her arms around his neck. Hemforth pressed a button, and the elevator stopped.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s okay. I\u2019m here,\u201d he said softly, then kissed Claire again.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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