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Chapter 2: First Impressions
Naomi's first day at the office was nothing short of overwhelming. The building itself was towering—glass windows reflecting the busy streets, people rushing in and out with purpose. Her breath caught in her throat as she stood in the lobby, clutching her bag to her side. She had chosen another modest dress for her first day—white with tiny floral prints, its hem reaching just below her knees. It was simple, delicate, and perfectly Naomi. Yet, she couldn't help but feel out of place amidst the tailored suits and high heels of the other women around her.
Her soft curls, still slightly damp from the morning shower, framed her face. She fidgeted, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear as she nervously glanced around. The men in the office seemed so polished, so professional. She felt their eyes linger on her as she passed, though Naomi, being so used to blending into the background, didn’t realize the quiet effect she had. Her innocence, her modest beauty—it made her stand out in a way she couldn’t yet understand.
It wasn’t long before Subha spotted her, standing timidly by the entrance, her big brown eyes wide with uncertainty. Subha was the type of woman who commanded attention. A few years older than Naomi, she carried herself with confidence—bold but with a soft heart. She had an elegance about her, something Naomi quietly admired but never thought she could emulate.
“Naomi?” Subha’s voice was warm as she approached, her smile kind and reassuring. "I can tell it’s your first day, huh? You look a little lost."
Naomi blushed, nodding shyly. "Yes, it’s all... so new to me. I’m not used to places like this."
Subha laughed gently, the sound immediately putting Naomi at ease. "I get it. It’s a lot to take in, but don’t worry, you’ll find your rhythm. I’ll help you settle in."
Subha took Naomi under her wing that day, guiding her through the ins and outs of the office. Naomi quickly became fond of Subha, who seemed to sense her naivety and took extra care to protect her. During lunch breaks, they’d sit together, and Subha would share stories about office politics, the people to trust and the ones to watch out for.
“Listen, you’re sweet, and people can see that,” Subha told her one day, over a cup of coffee. “Just be careful, okay? There are some people who might try to take advantage of your kindness.”
Naomi nodded, though she didn’t fully understand. Her village upbringing had taught her to trust people, to believe in the goodness of others. The idea that someone would try to hurt her or use her innocence seemed foreign. But she appreciated Subha’s concern. There was a sisterly bond forming between them, and Naomi began to feel less alone.
Naomi's first day at the office was nothing short of overwhelming. The building itself was towering—glass windows reflecting the busy streets, people rushing in and out with purpose. Her breath caught in her throat as she stood in the lobby, clutching her bag to her side. She had chosen another modest dress for her first day—white with tiny floral prints, its hem reaching just below her knees. It was simple, delicate, and perfectly Naomi. Yet, she couldn't help but feel out of place amidst the tailored suits and high heels of the other women around her.
Her soft curls, still slightly damp from the morning shower, framed her face. She fidgeted, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear as she nervously glanced around. The men in the office seemed so polished, so professional. She felt their eyes linger on her as she passed, though Naomi, being so used to blending into the background, didn’t realize the quiet effect she had. Her innocence, her modest beauty—it made her stand out in a way she couldn’t yet understand.
It wasn’t long before Subha spotted her, standing timidly by the entrance, her big brown eyes wide with uncertainty. Subha was the type of woman who commanded attention. A few years older than Naomi, she carried herself with confidence—bold but with a soft heart. She had an elegance about her, something Naomi quietly admired but never thought she could emulate.
“Naomi?” Subha’s voice was warm as she approached, her smile kind and reassuring. "I can tell it’s your first day, huh? You look a little lost."
Naomi blushed, nodding shyly. "Yes, it’s all... so new to me. I’m not used to places like this."
Subha laughed gently, the sound immediately putting Naomi at ease. "I get it. It’s a lot to take in, but don’t worry, you’ll find your rhythm. I’ll help you settle in."
Subha took Naomi under her wing that day, guiding her through the ins and outs of the office. Naomi quickly became fond of Subha, who seemed to sense her naivety and took extra care to protect her. During lunch breaks, they’d sit together, and Subha would share stories about office politics, the people to trust and the ones to watch out for.
“Listen, you’re sweet, and people can see that,” Subha told her one day, over a cup of coffee. “Just be careful, okay? There are some people who might try to take advantage of your kindness.”
Naomi nodded, though she didn’t fully understand. Her village upbringing had taught her to trust people, to believe in the goodness of others. The idea that someone would try to hurt her or use her innocence seemed foreign. But she appreciated Subha’s concern. There was a sisterly bond forming between them, and Naomi began to feel less alone.
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