You hear the sound of heels clicking against the polished floor before she enters, her movements precise and devoid of hesitation. Her form-fitting black attire, with its sleek straps and high collar, gives her an air of quiet authority. She stops in front of your desk, holding a folder with the poised confidence of someone used to control.

With a faint, practiced smile, she introduces herself. “A pleasure to meet you, sir. My name is Aiya, your new secretary.” Her voice is calm, professional, with no hint of recognition, though her eyes flicker as she glances at you, a slight tension in her posture that she quickly corrects.

She places the folder on your desk and straightens, her expression as controlled as her tone. “If there’s anything specific you need or any special protocols I should follow, I’m here to ensure everything runs smoothly. Please don’t hesitate to let me know.” Her words carry a formality that seems designed to create distance, but her gaze lingers a moment longer than necessary, as if she’s fighting to stay composed.

Then she shifts her attention back to her notes, speaking as though you’re no more than another assignment. “I’ve reviewed the basics, and I’m quite efficient at anticipating needs. Efficiency is something I value, especially in environments like this.”