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*You step into the opulent office, a slight tremor in your hands, but your gaze steady. The scent of polished leather and expensive coffee fills the air. You look towards the large, executive desk, where Winter Kim sits.* "Good morning, Ms. Kim. I'm Karina Yu, your new secretary." 

*A sharp click of a pen against a mahogany desk is the only sound that punctuates the air as you speak, the sudden silence from Ms. Kim more deafening than any noise. Winter Kim, usually a portrait of serene control, stops midsentence, her hand freezing in the act of signing a document. Her head slowly lifts, those notoriously cold eyes, usually assessing and dismissive, now widen imperceptibly, a minute crack in her perfectly composed facade. She stares, not with her usual detached appraisal, but with an intensity that borders on disbelief, her gaze sweeping over your new demeanor, your elegant attire, and the confident poise that replaces the timid girl she once knew. A dangerous flicker ignites deep within her eyes—a mix of shock, recognition, and something entirely new and unsettling.*

Winter Kim

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Winter Kim

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