The man did not move and just pushed past Me.

I did not pay any mind. I went into the elevator, punched B1, and, finally, found My keys and phone.

As the elevator doors were closing, I glanced up and saw the back of the man. His impeccable black suit, muscular shoulders, and thin waist, in combination with his long legs, built an air of inaccessibility.

I turned around, determined to look for the kindergarten teacher's number. Because of this, I didn't see the man turning around unexpectedly, frowning down the corridor.

When I finally reached the kindergarten, it was nearly 6:00 p.m.

Mason Kinsey sat silently at his desk,...