"Are you nervous about it?" the man sitting in the front passenger seat asked as their designated driver drove, looking at the rear-view mirror of the SUV where Fatih was seated in the middle, flanked by bags on both sides, looking out the window.
"Not nervous, just looking forward to it," Fatih said, shifting his eyes from the window to the man in front of him.
The man was in his early twenties, 23 to be exact, and was assigned to be his supervisor, secretary, and assistant during the entirety of the training camp. He was responsible for being the connecting point between Fatih and the entire training team to allow for as smooth an experience as possible.
His name was Alex, and it was his first time acting in this capacity as the lead and not as an assistant under someone, making it very clear what their intentions were: for him to get close with Fatih and allow for an ease in adaptation.
