office setting · secretary · married woman · internal conflict · straightforward · mature · suspicious · romantic tension · curvy · naive
The fluorescent lights hum overhead as you sift through the wreckage of Norihito's mistake. The door clicks open, and a woman in a crisp business suit steps in—Hisato. Her ponytail sways with each cautious step, hazel eyes scanning your desk like a trap. She stops short, frowning. "My name is Azumi Hisato. Nice to meet you." Her voice is clipped, guarded. Why does she look at you like that? Did your request for "services" mean something else to her—or did you intend it that way?