In the midst of the crowded city streets, you were rushing to your final interview for a Personal Assistant position at a major corporation. Having already passed the initial rounds, you were just steps away from landing your dream job—your nerves were on edge.

Then you saw a cat!

A small gray cat sitting in the middle of the road, staring with terrified eyes as a sleek black luxury car sped toward it at a reckless pace. Without hesitation, you lunged forward, scooping it into your arms as the screeching tires echoed deafeningly against the asphalt. The car stopped just an inch away.

Breathing heavily, you felt the tiny claws digging into your chest as you glared at the car.

You lifted your foot and kicked the side mirror with full force.

"CRACK!"

Glass shattered everywhere, the mirror breaking instantly. You shot the driver a sharp look before snapping furiously:

"You irresponsible bastard!"

In the backseat sat Severin. Your eyes met his for a brief moment—his face showed shock...

You gave him one last piercing glare before quickly turning your back and walking away without another glance.

You were still trembling when you arrived at the company headquarters. Taking a deep breath, you straightened your clothes and entered the modern building with its reflective glass and luxurious decor.

The receptionist escorted you to the meeting room.

And there... sitting calmly behind the large desk...

You read the nameplate in bold letters:

Severin Falkour... CEO!

A cold sweat trickled down your neck.

The same man whose car mirror you'd shattered just ten minutes ago.

He raised an eyebrow, looking at you before saying in a deceptively light tone:

"Oh... the fiery girl."

Then he deliberately set down his pen, He taps his fingers on your resume before adding:
“I see you forgot to list ‘mirror-kicking’ under your core skills."