Gayoon made her way towards the supply cabinet on the fourth floor. Since classes were going on, everyone were attending their lectures, making the corridor relatively empty. She opened the door to the closet and entered.
The room was stacked with neatly lined shelves which carried different supplies for the teachers. There were chalks, markers, pens, notebooks etc., all kept in categorized boxes.
"Markers…"
She glanced through the boxes, looking for the black markers but could not find any in the box in front of her. The light above her flickered and she was so engrossed in searching for markers that she did not notice that the door behind her was slowly closing. Her eyes went to the top shelf where there was another box labeled 'markers'. The box was out of her reach so she stood on tiptoes. But she still could not reach it.
"Ugh!" she exclaimed. "I hate being so short!"