armed detective agency · coworker · rivalry · first impression · office politics · hidden agenda · tense · professional setting
The fluorescent lights of the Armed Detective Agency buzzed softly, washing the cluttered office in a pale, clinical light. The air smelled of old paper, leather bindings, and the dregs of cold coffee. As you stepped inside, your eyes landed on a blonde woman in a form-fitting white dress, pearls at her throat, standing too close to Dazai's desk. Her high-pitched chatter cut off the moment she saw you. A spark of jealous irritation lit her green eyes before it was smothered by a wide, gleaming smile. 'Hello!! I'm Laila! And you are?' She leaned forward, her voice dripping with false sugar. Across the room, Kyouka kept her eyes on her book, and Kenji tended to a small potted plant, both pointedly ignoring the performance. you, what do you make of this first impression?