rime opportunity to ridicule me. I realized this upon returning to work the following day. As I approached the entrance, their mocking words bec

n office was assigned to me. As I lift my eyes to meet theirs, hoping to alleviate the tension of their stares, they erupt into laughter, whispering about me audi

her disdainful expression twists into laughter, joined by another colleague. They begin to approach me, their laughter echoing in my ears. I hold my head, trying to block out the sound, but it only intensif

my time with Ralph flood my mind, and I yearn to relive those moments, but they're gone, lost forever. I realize I'm no longer desired, not by anyone. With a h

returning to work, hesitancy creeps in, but the thought of becoming a permanent resident of the wo

meone important, though certainly not me. Finn's mocking voice cuts thro

alted by his question, but my silen

o be a worker in the restroom, it's okay for you to begin the work righ

ld I possibly accept a role confined to the restroom, responsible for cleaning every speck of dirt? The thought of be

," I reply, my voice barely above a whisper, resigned to endure this new form o

ived as I head towards the restroom. Ignoring the sight of someone else occupying my office seat, I inadvertently collide with

hurrying towards the restroom. Suddenly, she stops in her tracks and turns back to a

oom. As she deliberately leaves a mess in the toilet, she instructs me to clean it

e remarks. "Did you major in restroom management? This menial task suits you perfectly. M

willingness to complicate my tasks, I resign myself to the task at hand, swal

h in frustration, I unwittingly voice my discontent, unaware that Charlotte is still lurking nearby. Suddenly, she vi

e the torment in silence as the realization sinks in that this abuse has become a daily occurrence. Once I manage t

he werewolves in the woods or helping out a stronger pack, I'm determin