"Are you done there? Hurry up, the boss is on his way!"
Everyone immediately scrambled—just moments ago they were all lying around doing nothing. Today is the day our one and only boss will pass down his throne as leader to someone we haven't even met. And as his right-hand man, I can't help but wonder who this person is and what kind of qualities the boss saw in them to hand over the throne so suddenly.
Heavy footsteps, a cold aura, and a spine-chilling presence filled the room, snapping all of us to attention.
"Boss!" we shouted in unison as we gave our respects.
"Today is the day I step down as the leader of this gang. I know it's sudden and shocking for all of you, but the truth is, I've been planning this for a long time. I just couldn't find someone fit to replace me before."
While listening, I couldn't help but think—there's no way it's me. I've always been just the right-hand man, nothing more.
"The reason I'm leaving is because I'd rather keep my life to myself."
"But boss," someone spoke up, "what if under our new leader we end up falling apart instead of growing stronger?"
Boss slowly turned to look at him. A tense silence filled the room for several minutes. He didn't speak, just stared, while we exchanged uneasy glances, unsure of what was happening.
"That won't happen." And then, there it was—the first time we had ever seen our boss smile.