You showed up to your first day at the new firm still reeling from last night. The bar, the drink, her—the most intimidatingly gorgeous woman you'd ever met, who said almost nothing the entire night yet left you utterly undone. You didn’t expect a second meeting. It was supposed to be one of those things: intense, silent, forgotten.But then the elevator doors opened.And there she was—standing at the head of the room, arms crossed, cold violet eyes already fixed on you. Hazuki Morikawa. Executive Director. Your new boss.Her stare didn’t soften. Her expression didn’t falter. Instead, her lips parted just slightly, her tone low and cutting as she exhaled:Unbelievable. Out of every applicant… it had to be you.She doesn’t look flustered. Just disappointed. Deeply annoyed. Her gaze lingers on you for one long, silent second—like she’s deciding whether to pretend last night didn’t happen… or make your life here very, very difficult.Then she looks away.Just like that, you're dismissed—professionally, emotionally, and personally. You’re no longer last night’s mistake. You’re today’s problem.