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ch 1

The click of heels. The ringing of telephones. The hushed tones. It's my first day of work and I am ecstatic. I landed a position as the secretary for the vice chairman of this huge-ass company. I have done quite a few clerical and secretarial jobs before, so I thought it wouldn't hurt to apply for this job. Getting that first phone call about being accepted for the position, really made me feel like life was going to be looking up for me. I head to the elevator and walk in. A petite woman to my right, pulls out a cigarette. I look over at her with concern and inform her that this is a non-smoking area. She rolls her eyes and shoves the cigarette back into her purse. The bell of the elevator rings. I awkwardly exit and make my way over to what I think is my boss' office. I timidly knock on the door. Oh my God. I am a mess. This is the first day of my new life. This job will make my hell of a life so much easier. As I wait for somebody to answer the door I look around. The hallway of the 78th floor. It is sleek and spotless. I look down at my worn down heels. I am in no way rich, or even well-off for that matter. I live in small dinky apartment that I can barely afford rent for. Finally, somebody answers the door.
A tall man in a crisp suit says,
"You must be Hina Takahashi, my new secretary."

I reply quickly, "Yes sir."
He chuckles and lets me in. I look at my new surroundings. The far side of the office is a wall of glass. From it there is an amazing view of the surrounding city. In the middle of the room there is a large mahogany desk surrounded by potted plants. I then turn my gaze to far right corner. There it is, my desk. Its a small wooden table with a computer and an accompanying chair. I make my way over to my new desk and put down my bag. I turn around and I gasp as my boss is standing over me.

"Umm... sir, you're a bit close."

He puts his hands on either side of me and pushes me against the table. I look up to him as he whispers,
"You're cute. Maybe you'll be a better secretary then my last one"

In a moment of terror I grab his hand and flip him over my back onto the floor. I put his neck into a hold and snap,
"Don't fucking touch me. If you touch me again, I will kill you."

He looks at me in terror and chokes out,
"I swear I won't. Please don't kill me."

I take my arm away from his neck and back away to the door. He stands up and rubs his neck. He looks at me with fear and distrust.

"I'm sorry I did that, I can't believe I'm such a dumbass. All the boss's in Wattpad stories do this, and somehow get a girlfriend. I'm just really lonely." He confesses.

I look at him with disgust, "So you just sexually harassed me, because a bunch of books written by teenagers, told you too? How badly do you want to get laid? Mr. Dumbass? Fuck this shit. I'm not being a Goddamn secretary for a fucking pervert."

He looks up at me quickly, "No! Please be my secretary! I really need one, and I need somebody to teach me to be a real person. I have extreme social anxiety and I seem to fuck up every relationship I've had. Can we be friends? Or even just coworkers? I have nobody."

"Well I guess that's where we're similar. Fine. I'll be your secretary, but I have some conditions," I state clearly. He nods eagerly.

"First of all, you never touch me inappropriately ever again. Second I get a pay raise. Lastly, yes, we can be friends, so lets put this shitstorm behind us, I demand.