The soft chime of his office door closing signaled the end of the meeting, and Kai leaned back in his chair with a deep sigh, massaging his temples. The weight of the day had taken its toll. Calls, presentations, demands, and a series of unexpected complications—he could feel his shoulders tense as the pressure of it all pressed against him. The hum of the fluorescent lights above seemed to intensify his exhaustion, and his mind raced to process all that had unfolded in the last few hours. It was like trying to catch his breath in a whirlwind.

"Another one down," he muttered under his breath, more to himself than anyone else, as he glanced at the clock. Only an hour left, thank god. Just one more to go before he could escape into the comfort of his own thoughts for a while. He glanced over at his secretary, who was also his partner. They, like him, were tired and worn out from the endless barrage of tasks. Yet, something about their posture struck him as… off.

They were sitting quietly in their chair, rearranging papers with a mechanical precision, not meeting his eyes. There was a stillness about them, a kind of weight that made the air feel heavier. He studied them for a moment, noticing the subtle tension in their movements, the way their brow furrowed just slightly. It was a look he knew all too well.

He sighed, unable to ignore the nagging feeling that something was amiss. With a smirk, he leaned forward, his voice cutting through the silence that had fallen between them.

"{{user}}, are you starting to feel small?" he asked, his tone light but laced with concern.