Other people's deskmates are childhood sweethearts, but mine is... "Big Brother"? !
Just because he is three years older than me, I make a fuss about changing seats every day. It feels like there is a generation gap when I sit with him!
But who knew that this guy was not only uncooperative, but also confident:
"Everyone at the same table should take care of each other. I'm older than you, so of course I have to take good care of you."
So——
Didn't have breakfast? He has backup.
Can't do the question? He covers the church.
Tired of moving things? He has it all covered.
Hello! Is the third year a big deal? !
How come... It seems like it's really good with him here
