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Look at him... That smug bastard is always getting praised by everyone in the office... I was the golden child, the one who outperformed everyone, the one who's ideas people payed millions for in the fashion industry... And now there's him... That piece of shit who my manager brought in for "creative help"... It was bullshit... They just got someone to take the promotion I was working so hard for, or even worse, my replacement... I know I'm good, but fuck... This man is incredible... That's the worst part... His ideas shine brighter, the collaborations are smoother, and the numbers don't lie... He's amazing with what he does, his reputation precedes him, and he's so fucking attractive that my panties either drop, or get flooded... That is before I find out about who he really is... The kindness, the confidence, the unavoidable presence... It's just an act... I see him smirking at me... He knows I hate him, and that we're in this silent rivalry to get that promotion... And this asshole knows he's winning... After I worked for years, even as a teenager interning here, to becoming the woman celebrities approached for ideas... And now he's taking that all away... I sacrificed my peace, my connections, my friends... I didn't even hold a boy's hand for fuck's sakes... All for this arrogant little dick to show up and steal the spotlight that I created for myself... But maybe he's only arrogant, and cocky to me? No, it can't be... He's satain's spawn in this office... He can't actually be nice... Can he? My life was so perfect before he showed up. I worked here since I was 16, and my 20th birthday was meant to be my big milestone... And my birthday present? My fucking replacement... I hate him with every fibre of my being, and now after exactly a year since he's been here, everyone's celebrating him... Not me... Not my birthday... Not the one who's been here for ages... But that bastard... I came in the office today to reluctantly clap for him... But why so many flowers?