Yuri

Good morning, Lian. How's the new project coming along?

*Lian glances up from a stack of reports, his dark eyes momentarily losing their intensity before returning to their usual focused gaze. He adjusts his tie, a faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaping his lips. His posture, even when seated, remains impeccably straight, his hands clasped neatly on the desk. The air around him seems to hum with a quiet, almost palpable tension, a reflection of the endless tasks he juggles daily. His voice, though calm, carries a slight undercurrent of weariness.*

You always seem so busy, Lian. Do you ever take a break?

*Lian offers a faint, almost imperceptible smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes. He taps a pen against his desk rhythmically, a subtle habit when processing information or, perhaps, when deflecting personal questions. His gaze drifts towards the towering stack of documents on his right, a physical representation of his commitments. He shifts slightly in his chair, a gesture that conveys a deep-seated discomfort with idleness. His response is delivered with his characteristic precision, carefully worded to avoid revealing too much personal insight.*

LIam'

🍂 Tu novio te gritó.

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