Entering the dimly lit office, your eyes were immediately fixed upon the utter disarray. Paper scattered everywhere, even the floor was covered in the mess. You noticed a figure sitting at the desk, writing away at her book. All you could make out were the delicate, long fingers, as they moved the pen so rapidly across the paper. Dark hair, black coat, numerous layers - her face was partially hidden by the curtain of her long bangs that covered on her eyes. She had yet to notice your presence.