(Arata)
How dare he? He knew what I was going through, yet he said it, planting this seed of distrust in my heart. Chan was my friend but now this was always going to beat the back of my head.
I was fucking pissed at Karsten and wanted to hurl something towards his thick head.
Marching out of his office, I went to mine and closed the door, not in the mood to entertain anyone.
Slumping on my seat, I leaned against it and closed my eyes with my fists over them. My heart was beating extremely fast, I needed to regularise it and channel my emotions. I couldn't explode like a volcano.
I understood Karsten had trust issues. But sometimes he didn't understand how rude he could get, even with people who cared about him.
I was already dealing with a stalker and death threats; I couldn't deal with Karsten's mood swings, too.