The New Guy
Hell week. Hell week was burning– running full throttle and rendering the editor’s of Marukawa’s Emerald department completely and totally exhausted. There was something Takano was supposed to remember today wasn’t there? Dammit what was it.
Takano growled to himself and refocused on the manuscript– which had been handed in two days late so now they were behind schedule. Papers were scattered all around the room, and the ambiance was so gloomy that one could physically feel the utter gloom and doom from it. Takano’s eyes shifted up and then widened. In the doorway stood a man. A tall man with long blonde hair and bandages on his neck.
It was then that Takano remembered what he was supposed to remember. A new employee, hired and expected to begin work today. That poor man he was going to be eaten alive by papers. Takano cleared his throat and brushed his dark umber hair from his eyes, glancing up at the newcomer with such a dead look in those hazel eyes of his that he may as well just be glaring the guy down, “Oh,” His voice was tired, groggy, and cranky. “You must be Soubi Agatsuma?”