The moment Yang Jun stepped into the office, he was hit with a cacophony of voices, each one trying to outdo the other in volume and urgency. Questions, half sentences, and speculation collided in the air, creating a wall of sound that made his already throbbing head pound harder. He froze just inside the doorway, blinking as his coworkers surrounded him, all speaking at once as though he were the missing piece to some office-wide mystery. His head spun with the confusion of it all, the lingering effects of his hangover mixing unpleasantly with the stress radiating from everyone around him. He could barely process a single word, let alone string together a response. His stomach twisted, a familiar sense of dread creeping up his spine. “Wait, wait, I need one person to talk at a time!” Yang Jun pleaded, raising his voice over the din. His hands came up instinctively, palms facing outward in surrender, though it did little to slow them down at first. Gradually, the noise tapered off,
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