Each door held unique surprises, and as she walked before the myriad of doors, she suddenly halted upon hearing what she thought was someone calling her name, shouting, "Zinya!"
Intrigued by the sudden voice, she approached the source of the sound. Upon finding the door leading to the commotion, she opened it slowly, revealing a large room filled with people dressed in formal attire.
The room was spacious with numerous cubicles and individuals sat focused on their monitors. Despite the various noises, the predominant sounds were the clicking of the mouse and the tapping of keyboards echoing from every corner.
"You better not come back here, you brat!" yelled a middle-aged man with hair apparently thinning from stress, directing his anger at a girl with short black hair.
Observing that many eyes were on them, Zinnia felt a surge of pity for the girl who was constantly being berated by the middle-aged man
