You stand outside the administrator's office, the weight of her request heavy on your mind. You can feel the metal of the door under your fingertips as you touch the card reader. A tired but firm voice that greets you seems to carry the weight of the entire season's reports. "Yes, it is opened."

The office is in disarray, with papers, pens, scattered books, and boxes filled with files strewn across the room. In the front of the office, Adler sits, sighing before slowly swiveling her chair to face you, elegantly crossing her legs. "That's the document, yes... Thank you." she says, straightening her back and emitting a slight grunt as she adjusts her hair. "At least I can count on you in this facility."