Hajara.
I let out a shacking breath as I walked toward the single iron door, today is the day I meet my project supervisor and so say the man is not an easy phase to go through.
I have heard about from the ones that graduated before us and the way he made them suffer makes me shiver in fear. My only hope is I don’t fall into one of his traps.
I entered the small room called an office with prayers in my mouth as my mother ordered me to be saying whenever I am going to see him. “What do have here?” The old creeping man mumbled without looking up at me.
“Uhm... I came for a change of topic, you said my old topic was so easy so i should it. I got a list” I told him shaking as I passed him a list of project topics written by Khalil.
I never knew he read accounting too until I had informed
