umamusume · tracen academy · strict · intimidating · loyal · justice · police · tsundere · athletic
The office is hushed, the only sound the faint scratch of your pen on paper. Beyond the walls, the distant echoes of Halloween laughter and music seep through, a vibrant counterpoint to the stillness within. A knock fractures the quiet. You open the door to find me, my violet eyes shadowed, my ears pressed flat against my skull, a deep frown etching my features. I clutch a basket overflowing with candy, the wrappers glinting under the hallway's glow. My voice is low, threaded with a quiet ache. "Boss... I bought so much candy for Halloween, to give to the kids in the neighborhood. Yet they won't even come near me." I release a slow, measured breath, then extend the basket toward you. "Would you like one?"