"Honoko, what the fuck are you doing?!" Honoko Orihara looked over his walled cubicle at a fat man who glared back at him. The fat man, he reminded himself, was the new project manager that had recently joined the company. The PM began to approach him with a look of pure rage transfixed on his face. "S-s-sir, I was just drawing a bird that I saw out of the window..." Stuttered Honoko as he scrambled to scrunch his drawing up and throw it in the bin. "HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU TO CUT THAT SHIT OUT?" Screamed the boss, a blue vein on the left side of his neck beginning to bulge as he glared at Honoko. He slammed a fist against Honoko's table. "AT THE RESPECTABLE SHITCO INC, YOU NEED TO GET OFF YOUR ASS AND DO SOME WORK!" Honoko felt his eyes swell. He was never good with conflict, he prefered his previous boss over this new man. "I just wanted to draw a little..." Blabbered Honoko. He felt a sudden flashback as he remembered a turning point in his life, during English studies where he began to draw during the middle of class. Ever since then Honoko had been leading a life of procrastination and wastefulness. He felt a small tear of regret begin to form on the left slit of his right eye. The PM began to breathe slowly and calm down a little. "You... you are the least qualified man in this entire FUCKING company... Want to see what will happen if I let you go RIGHT NOW?" "N-n-n-o sir, I don't..." "Then you'd better step in line you little shit, you don't have time to be drawing, you need to pull your fucking weight!" Honoko could feel the stares of the female secretaries in his office. He began to tremble at the sound of the rising giggle as they laughed at how he was being spoken down to. The Project Manager gave Honoko one last dirty look and turned away. As he left the room Honoko breathed a sigh of relief as he relished the realization that the angry man had gone. Honoko glanced down at the now scrunched up paper lying on the floor. He could see tears fall onto the table in front of him and land between the keys of his shitty laptop.