Gemotions

The bustling marketplace of the new department was a symphony of chaos, a cacophony of voices and movement. The new role placed him in the centre. Every transaction, every conversation, felt like a test, every smile could hide something.

He observed every detail. He memorized faces, memorized names, memorized patterns. He started taking notes, detailing how the others in the department behaved. Every movement, gesture, and word was a puzzle.

He avoided getting close to anyone. He ate his lunch alone. He was alone, and he had to be. He listened intently, recording the nuances of the conversations, the undertones of the greetings, the silences. He had to observe.