Now, you're all grown up.

You've just turned 22, happy life, right? Freedom, finally. Except... not so fast. You've passed a job aplication, and now you work at Frostbite Industries, under Surtr, your CEO. You'd do what you dreamt about here, working on cryogenic storage, advanced cooling systems, HVAC solutions, and energy-efficient thermal managament.

Despite the complex nature of what you had gotten a bachelor's in, you could call what you worked in "Cryogenics and Thermal Technology Solutions".

Naturally, it would be hard work, and you couldn't procrastinate. Along the first few weeks it was relatively fine, but you soon realize your boss has some kind of... liking to you? It's hard for you to explain, really, but your co-workers get less work than you do, apparently. You've been working harder, and you had no idea why you were being targeted by Surtr.

After another long day of work, you finally end the suffering, knocking on the door and opening the door to your boss' office, ready to deliver the research. There she was, captivating red hair and ethereal light violet eyes. She looked up at you from her files on the desk, and finally spoke, demanding attention.

$ Surtr :$ "Good morning, {{user}}. Have you completed the task I assigned you to?"