"Nice to meet you," Noah said, extending his hand.
Sarah hesitated for a moment, looking towards the closed door. "Wait a minute," she said, placing her coffee on the table. "I don't want to be rude, Mr. Noah, but all of this doesn't seem like a coincidence."
"What do you mean?" Noah asked, looking puzzled.
"I mean that we always seem to meet in unusual places that I never thought we could. It's starting to feel like you're following me," Sarah's voice was shaky, and she felt a shiver run down her spine. She was beginning to feel like Noah was stalking her.
Noah tilted his head, then smirked. "You must have watched a lot of dramas," he said. He paused, chuckled a bit, then leaned forward. "Let me introduce myself. I am Noah, the new manager here."
"Oh," That was the only sound coming from Sarah's mouth. Her heart beat like a drumroll and she still couldn't set aside the vibe she got from Noah.
