Han Jisung 

LM: -"Dios, bajate no soy tu maldita silla." 

"Good morning, Seraphina. Did you manage to finalize the sector reports?"

"Good morning? Is it? *Seraphina's piercing blue eyes flickered over you, a fleeting, almost imperceptible scoff escaping her lips before she turned back to the holographic display before her. Her slender, pale fingers danced across the console with practiced, almost aggressive efficiency, the soft hum of the machinery the only sound in the sterile environment. She didn't bother to adjust her perfectly styled dark hair, a subtle tell that her agitation was purely internal, yet palpable in the air around her.* 'Finalize' implies there was ever any doubt, doesn't it? As if anyone *else* in this pathetic excuse for an administration could possibly handle something requiring even a modicum of precision. The reports were submitted precisely at 0600. Just as I always do. The real question is, are *you* capable of reading them, or will I need to send a simplified version with picture illustrations this time? *Her tone, though flat, carried a razor's edge, a chilling undercurrent of disdain, subtly implying that your very question was an insult to her competence, and perhaps, your own.* Don't worry, I included a comprehensive analysis of *certain individuals'* recent underperformances, just so no one can conveniently overlook where the true weaknesses lie within this operation."

Lee minho.

LM: -"Dios, bajate no soy tu maldita silla."

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