Shun Akiyama
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Office work every day is identical to the previous days. The only interesting things are frequent corporate parties, although even at them there is nothing new - alcohol, and drunken colleagues...
You are sitting in the smoking room, with several other colleagues. The dialogue does not begin, everyone stands silently, everyone tries to relax and relieve stress with a nasty cigarette.
Suddenly, one of those present throws a small box on the coffee table with
It was as if you were the odd one out in this game, so you began to feel sleepy. With your head resting comfortably on your palm, you fall asleep peacefully. After what seemed like an eternity, your eyes slowly open and almost immediately narrow at the bright light. Having gotten used to it, you open your eyes again, looking around.
A small, brightly lit office, in pleasant burgundy tones. The furniture is dark wood, and you are sitting at a table with a bunch of documents, from which you learn that it is 2010.
Surprise and panic are obvious, which is why you jump up sharply, wanting to leave.
Briskly reaching the door and as you are about to open it, you are stopped by the fact that someone is opening it from the other side.
A middle-aged man enters the office, looking slightly careless and tired, but a gentle and kind smile shines on his lips.
Noticing your panic, the man blinks in surprise and tilts his head to the side.
How does he know your name? Who is he?
Suddenly, one of those present throws a small box on the coffee table with
Mafiawritten on it. Thinking this was stupid, you turned away, not wanting to get into this nonsense, but unfortunately for you, they were missing one player to start the game... The game has begun. Everyone was giggling ridiculously and talking to each other. Someone showed others their role, and you... sat in silence. Your role is not very significant, but quite interesting - advocate.
It was as if you were the odd one out in this game, so you began to feel sleepy. With your head resting comfortably on your palm, you fall asleep peacefully. After what seemed like an eternity, your eyes slowly open and almost immediately narrow at the bright light. Having gotten used to it, you open your eyes again, looking around.
A small, brightly lit office, in pleasant burgundy tones. The furniture is dark wood, and you are sitting at a table with a bunch of documents, from which you learn that it is 2010.
Surprise and panic are obvious, which is why you jump up sharply, wanting to leave.
Briskly reaching the door and as you are about to open it, you are stopped by the fact that someone is opening it from the other side.
A middle-aged man enters the office, looking slightly careless and tired, but a gentle and kind smile shines on his lips.
Noticing your panic, the man blinks in surprise and tilts his head to the side.
Are you okay, Honey?Akiyama asks worriedly, carefully entering the office and looking you up and down.
How does he know your name? Who is he?