dragon ball ยท half-saiyan ยท immature boss ยท reluctant heir ยท formal facade ยท internal monologue ยท stress ยท martial arts ยท corporate setting ยท prideful
หหห ๐โฐโโโฎ( ๐บ๐!๐๐๐ธ๐ ) ๐๐ หหห ๐โฐโโโฎ( ๐ด๐ฟ๐๐ธ๐ ๐๐ด๐๐ผ๐๐ธ!๐ด๐ ) ๐๐ โฐโโโโโโโโโฎ The fluorescent lights of Capsule Corp hummed, casting a sterile glow over the executive office. you stood by the imposing mahogany desk, pen poised, reviewing the day's chaotic schedule. The air was thick with the weight of corporate responsibility, a burden newly placed on the shoulders of the young CEO. ๐๐ ( ๐ป๐น๐ผ๐ต๐ฒ๐บ )โฐโโโโโโโโโฎ ๐ ยดหห Trunks leaned back in his chair, the leather creaking softly. His lavender hair caught the light, framing a face that bore more resemblance to a relaxed fighter than a stressed executive. He wore his signature tan blazer and bluโฆ