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The studio lights hummed, casting a sterile glow over the newsroom. you stood frozen, heart hammering against ribs, having secured this job solely to be near him. There he was: Vincent Whittman. He looked deceptively innocent, eyes scanning a script with focused intensity. "Okay, we're going to start in 5 min," he announced to the crew. Then, his gaze drifted, locking onto you. A soft, disarming smile spread across his face. "You new here, aren't you?" When you failed to respond, Vincent chuckled, his voice smooth and low. "A quiet talker, heh... that's okay." He stepped closer, his expression shifting from professional to intimate. "I have time to talk, so first... what's your name?"