"Amazing accomplishment"

"Aspiring young woman, Beautiful and talented a lady"

"Young Blood in the circle!"

"Politicians Are thrilled!"

"This was unexpected! What did she do that she was selected right in the first try?"

"This is called determination"

"She made history with her administration skills, guess she'll go in the politics circle soon"

Ugh Shut up!

Someone knocked at the door and Kratika switched off the monitor.

"Gosh, This is so questionable, look at these dogs. They are acting as if they backed me up. Can they stop?" Kratika Murmured to herself.

"Yes Kim , come in." She permitted The person at the door.

"Good morning ma'am, Hope it's going good, judging from the grin on your face." Said Secretary Kim.

"Yeah, quite normal. Tell what happened? Aren't you supposed to be in the meeting hall."

"I request you to please start dressing in formals and then come to work." Said He

"I reject. I never told anyone of my staff to dress in formals. not even you. Why do you people insist on wearing when I Don't force you? Do whatever you are comfortable with." She Objected.

"Ma'am that's not how it works! Many people visit you and you have to hold meetings too." He said.

"I reject." She said.

"But.." He was about to say.

"No no no!" She whined.

"Where has she adapted this behavior she was not like that during the start of her carrier. " He thought to himself.

"And remember, I know what you are thinking, so homie, come sit here."

"if you say so." He sat with her.

"Do you know why I am like this? My parents kept saying that I would enjoy after I completed my studies. But I won't enjoy if I kept myself within boundaries. I'm sure your parents told you so too.

And being your boss I want y'all to have your lives as well. Why to just enjoy after death? Why not nurture every moment we can?

The Life can be a race or a stable path to heaven. Depends on the way we look at it. I want to have no regrets after death, that I couldn't do this or that. If childhood was not cool let's make our youth cool. I talk too much Right?" She said while al.most tearing up.

"Ma'am.. You surely talk too much. Can you be a little less cute for a cold boss? " He said without realizing.

"You didn't hesitate for even a second to say this to your boss." She thought.

"Huh? Did you say something?" She said to save his embarrassment.

"No." He answered in one word.

"By the way, what book are you reading?" He asked.

"Oh, I got bored of the previous one so I asked Secretary Yang to bring his favorite one." She said.

"Can I try? I guess I've seen it somewhere." He asked and she nodded.

"I just noticed that you are not wearing your Gloves today. Why are you here?".

"Oh that, I caught a Spy and a sniper." He said.

"Uff, these people. I think as my friend, you should just Leave, if you are targeted, I won't ever forgive myself, Kim." She said.

"Well, the spy had to say something to you." He said.

"I guess he is just a shy reporter. but you know, I don't like giving interviews." She said.

"He's from The Young Generations newspaper." He said.

"Okay, but young people shouldn't take my advice. Send him away and give him a bonus." She said

"He's your big Fan, he said he wants to be like you." He tried to convince her.

"Kim, I won't repeat my orders. They don't work under me. What's his age though." She asked as she began to show interest.

"He's.... 19, I guess." He told her.

"College student? He's still young... umm, let's meet him." She agreed.

Till the time secretary Kim was about to open the door, Someone barged in.

"You didn't lock the door?" She asked.

"Ya, Xia, Let this fellow talk to you, He's a friend." The unknown entry said.

"Jake why are you here, why did you tell him you're related to me? do you want to die at 16" She asked angrily.

"Xia, I'm fine. Just have him talk to you."

"Hello, Young Miss, nice to meet you, I'm your diehard fan!" The boy said

"Okay... But Kim, Send him back through somebody, he's not safe for today." She said.

"Yes, Ma'am" Kim replied.

"So I'm Malhotra Sanam--" Sanam said.

"Yeah Sanam, I already know what you will ask.

So, I was not underprivileged or extra Special. I just devoted my self to study and I was completely determined. So I touched my skies.

I want my younger self to be more aware of herself and practice many arts and literature.e

To the people out there, The life is a race, so everyone be on your marks get set and go." She said in a hurry.

"i---" He literally didn't say a single word.

"It was so nice to talk to you, Bye have a nice day." She said and walked out Of the cabin. Without realizing she tapped him on the shoulder.

He was lying dead.

"She... Great Officer.... Touched my shoulder..... I'm done" He said to himself.

Meanwhile..

"Secretary Kim, what's the next in today's schedule?"

"Yes ma'am"

"Ma'am, If you have forgotten, I was asked to clear all your schedules for today as per as young master's request." Said Secretary Kim.

"Wait, what? Man, you assist me not my son! And why did you do this, like was it really important to clear my meeting with the Chief Justice of Afganistan and Spain???" Panicked Kratika.

"It was not today ma'am, I think you should start believing in me and Young Master is matured enough to not to disturb your working hours. He has something really important in the school AND he must have told you so." Secretary Kim said being the smoothest secretary ever.

"Wait lemme think. Oh My Goodness, Today is the PTM! OH MY I'M LATE. KIM, HURRYY" Exclaimed Kratika, having a sudden strike of memory.

She sat in the car and ordered Secretary Yang to take the shortest way to Flower Yoshito Kindergarten.

"YANG, YANG, QUICK!'' She Screamed, banging the shoulder of Secretary Yang, Waking up the poor man.

"YES MA'AM ON YOUR COMMAND" Screamed Secretary Yang contributing to her panicking.

Secretary Kim just sat there sighing over the two dorks whose personality can never be determined from their formal behavior.

"A-OK Ma'am we are here--" Said Secretary Yang.

"WHERE IS YOUNG MASTER??" Asked Kratika.

"Y-YES Ma'am Young master said he would be in the library'' Said Secretary Kim

"Tell him I'm on My Wayy" Said Kratika.

She rushed into the school wearing a mask and a hat so that no recognizes her. She tried to find the library on her own but failed.

"Uh, Excuse me, but please can you tell me where is young master?" She asked a random teacher.

"Ma'am who is your young master?" Inquired the random teacher.

"Uh, no, where's the library?" Asked she.

Till the time, Secretary Kim came.

"Ma'am it's there near the principal's office." He whispered.

"Okhay, Sorry Sir, never mind" She said to the random teacher bowing.

They left.

"What a sweet couple. they have great manners. I wonder who's their adorable Son." Said the random teacher.

At the library.

"Secretary Kim, you go to the class in which the meet is there. Sure enough that the school is like a hotel then the class would be a suite. Many parents must be there. Just go and Mark our place." She said being concerned.

"Sure ma'am." Said he and hurried up to the classroom.

She tried to calm down and Prepared to say sorry to her son for being late on the opening PTM. This would mark the merit points. She knew her son was going to be annoyed but when she walked in the library she got quiet.

"Sorr---" She said quietly while opening the door.

"WHY DO YOU GIRLS THINK THAT ITS YOUR FAULT?" Young Master SHOUTED to a girl standing.

"It's really not what you think, Sir is a Nice person. He was just playing" Said the girl.

"I CLEARLY SAW HIM TOUCH YOUR INTIMATE REGIONS. YOU CAN'T LIE TO ME." He shouted.

"No, no, please don't be angry.... He has done this to most of us." Said the girl.

"What? And you all keep quiet like it's nothing?? What are you? Where is your pride? Sexual harassment is no joke girl. I'll tell them on behalf of you." Said he

"Uh no, please let us deal with it ourselves."

"Oh please, your dealing will last till our graduation." He said to the girl.

Meanwhile Kratika Was standing there astonished by how these children know all these things. They are literally 8.

"What in the actual F---" She was about to swear.

"These children. Uff. When we were their age we didn't know what was the difference between male or female. I will handle the matter. but look at the girl she is so pale. My boy is scaring her. I didn't teach him the right conduct." She thought.

"Let my mom come I'll tell her everything" He said.

"Hide Hide Hide Hide." She whispered.

"SON IM HERE, WHERE ARE YOU?" She tried to sound like she just reached there.

"Mom?" Young Master questioned in confusion.

"Son what were you going to tell me earlier?" She said in a calm tone.

"Yeah mom, I'll tell you later, first come to the class with me."

"Yeah, so how has your day been so far." She asked.

"Well mom, after how many days you have asked me this?"

They grinned and walked out of the library.

*sorry for no pictures\,\, as I wanted the readers to imagine their own characters.*

"OH MY GOD" Gasped Kratika.

"What?" Asked her son.

"My, Boy, What's with your classroom?? How is it that it's for 8 year olds and so damn creative?" she said

"Mommy, Didn't you check the classrooms when I was about to be admitted here?" He said, getting angry.

"Well, whatever. Let's just See where is Secretary Kim." She said and looked with searching eyes.

"What? Sakyu is here? Then how Are you so late?" He asked.

"HEY, I've told you to call him, brother Kim or Uncle Kim. You shouldn't disrespect him like that." She scolded him.

"Mommy, Do you like him more or me more?" He whined and whined.

"W-what? He is not your dad that you are you are asking that stuff! But dear, You are the best. Just promise that you'll stay with me forever, darling" She said bending down to him.

"Mommy.. Why do you get emotional every other second?" He asked with a gaze.

"My Baby." She hugged out of the blue.

"Ma'am it's time to meet the teacher." Said Secretary Kim.

"My boy, Your teacher is so HOT she is lit." She said without any hesitation to the child.

"Tch, MOM. Mind yourself, it's school." He scolded his mother.

"Damn, Boy, OKay, mommy will obey you, Master." She said patting on his head.

**At the teacher's desk.

The teacher told her put her hat and mask aside. As to give rise to a more interactive conversation**.

"Okay ma'am, Why not." She said, without hesitating again.

"Oh, my ma'am are you the successful Officer? Ma'am Kratika ?" The teacher Gasped!

"Look, mom, you are the one attracting attention, as a mom why the hell are you so pretty?" Her son Whispered.

"Ma'am look I am here as Nian's Mom. Please don't bring the official stuff here." She sounded serious.

"Ah-OKay Ma'am, But you were so attractive. Anyway so, Let's begin." She the teacher said.

"Umm, Son, by any chance is your teacher a Bi?" She whispered.

"MOM, shut up" He whispered Back.

"So, ma'am your child is, no doubt, Just like you. He is extremely talented and bright. Even more skilled than his age. Oh yes, and he is the top scorer this year. Well I have to admit he is really disciplined as well.

He enthusiastically participates in extra curricular activities announced by the school. We are proud to have such bright talent here in Flower Yoshito Royal Garden.

Thank you ma'am and I really wish that your coming project goes as well as your debut in the Circle." The teacher proudly said.

"Well I was not like that when I was eight though, My boy is really good but I don't feel like I'm doing my part as a parent.

He is good just because he is bored... If only I can make him more spoiled.. and I wish he could enjoy his childhood the most precious days..

I am really not as good I thought I could be... I wonder what should I do... " She thought to herself.

"Mom? MOM!" Nian Shakes his mother.

"Oh yes, I zoned out a little.. mm, Thank you ma'am for your kind words, you also deserve to be appreciated.. Thank you. So Can I go yet?" She said.

"Ah, Yes ma'am, Thank you for attending the meet, your presence was highly appreciated." The teacher said.

Outside of the classroom.

"Goddamned Son, What the hell, you are so good like what did I feed you oh my Goodness."

"Mommy and "that's on being on your son"\, *laughs*