6| Meet Niel Again

Vrans closed his laptop screen while spreading his arms. His body felt crushed remembering his work just sitting glued to stare at the laptop for hours. His eyes are also starting to sting, it looks like he has to go to optics to buy anti-radiation glasses.

He tidied his workspace, rearranging a few things back into place. After that, his feet stepped out of the workspace with a black bag in his hand, while he put his left hand in his trouser pocket.

"How? I'm not tall enough to put it back down."

Vrans' attention was distracted when he saw someone busy reaching the top shelf to return the magazine she had just finished reading. That person doesn't work late, but she spends time reading model magazines.

"Why does it have to be this high? The feeling isn't as high as this, if this is the case, can't the magazine be put back in its original place?" The girl who had started to give up protested while wiping the sweat dripping down her temples.