That team-building event, the department booked a party room.

After three rounds of drinks, someone suggested playing "You Have, I Don't."
When it was the new Operations Director's turn, he put down his glass and said, "I've slept with someone here’s wife."
The whole room burst into laughter, thinking he was joking around.
Only the intern by the window, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly clenched his glass.
He stood up and said he needed to go to the bathroom, and as he passed by me, his pant leg brushed the coffee table and shook slightly.
I watched his back, recalling that during his self-introduction, he said he was graduating this year and hadn't completed all his credits yet, asking everyone to take care of him.
Half an hour later, he returned, with a slightly red eye, but sat back down and kept smiling.
When the event ended, the Operations Director patted his shoulder and said there’s an urgent task tomorrow, and he should follow up on it.
He agreed, his voice steadier than during his self-introduction.
In the elevator, it was just the two of us; he stared at the floor numbers and suddenly asked, "Bro, how long do you think a person can pretend?"
The elevator doors opened, and he didn’t wait for my answer.
The next day, he resigned, and the pothos on his desk had only been watered once.