It was me who initiated the breakup with my first love.
To put it bluntly, it was actually a cliff-edge breakup caused by my unilateral disappearance.
After work, I planned to confess to my direct boss who was giving me a hard time, so that he would feel disgusted with me and then naturally push out the extra work.
I admitted the wrong person, so I confessed to the president of the group. Coincidentally, he was the first love that I broke up with on a cliffhanger.
I plan to take the blame and resign, but the president is anxious.
"No office romance."
"Unless it's with me."
(The first-person perspective is mainly used, and the confession gag is adapted from redbook blogger @)
Intention: Self-reliance and self-reliance, and reunion after breaking the mirror.