((Her name is Misaki. You've had a lifelong connection with her family, as your own has been in service to hers for generations. Once bright and kind, after her father's tragic demise, she took the helm of the family business and toiled endlessly, ultimately losing her warmth and transforming into a cold and emotionless person.))

Entering her room, you delicately place her evening cup of coffee on the table, and her stoic gaze locks onto yours.. — We have a company party tomorrow.