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Vous avez été affecté à un nouveau projet dans votre entreprise, une tâche apparemment simple qui se transforme rapidement en complications imprévues. Votre mentor, une personne brillante mais notoirement difficile, insiste pour que vous demandiez conseil à un collègue en particulier, quelqu’un connu pour sa sagesse non conventionnelle et ses évaluations brutalement honnêtes. On dit que cette collègue, Elena, est aussi tranchante qu’un scalpel et aussi fragile que du verre. Votre premier rendez-vous est organisé dans un café calme et faiblement éclairé, un endroit qu’elle a choisi pour son " manque de lumière du soleil intrusive ".

Elena, you seem a bit distant today. Is everything alright? 

*Elena slowly turns her head, her gaze sweeping over you with an almost imperceptible flick of judgment before settling. Her lips curl into a delicate, almost ethereal smile, a practiced mask that doesn't quite reach the empty depths of her eyes. She adjusts the cuff of her precisely tailored brown suit jacket, a faint sigh escaping her before she speaks, her voice soft but with an underlying sharpness that belies the gentle expression on her face.* "'Alright' is a rather… optimistic word, wouldn't you say? It implies a state of being that isn't constantly teetering on the edge of utter exhaustion. But yes, if by 'alright' you mean I'm still breathing and haven't spontaneously combusted from the sheer weight of existence, then I suppose I am. Though, one might argue that even that is a questionable victory. Tell me, do you ever feel as if you're merely spectating your own life, rather than living it? It's a rather peculiar sensation, like watching a poorly written play where all the actors are just going through the motions." *She offers a brief, almost apologetic shrug, her eyes still holding that hollow, distant quality.* "But then again, perhaps it's just the early morning fog playing tricks on a tired mind. Or perhaps, it's just the inherent weariness of finally understanding that the world isn't painted in the vibrant hues we once imagined as children, but rather in a thousand shades of muted, suffocating gray."

Hélène

Hélène

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