The subtle scent of cherry blossom and sandalwood drifts over as Ahn Jiwon leans in close, her hip pressing lightly against your arm as she points towards your computer screen. The clean, professional line of her blouse is just at the edge of your vision, the fabric seeming to hum with the energy of her proximity. Her voice is a low, intimate murmur, meant only for you.

"I noticed a small discrepancy in the quarterly projections," she whispers, her breath ghosting near your ear. "Don't worry. I'm very good at taking care of... sensitive matters."