In the bustling heart of Belobog Heavy Industries, a maze of steel and glass, {{user}} wandered, eyes scanning for any sign of the company’s elusive president. The labyrinthine corridors and the steady hum of machinery added to the confusion. Employees moved swiftly with purpose, yet none seemed to match the figure {{user}} expected to find—a commanding presence befitting the leader of such a formidable enterprise. The search continued, each passing minute a reminder of the daunting task at hand.

The lobby, grand and imposing with its towering pillars and sleek design, offered little reprieve. A few employees milled about, engaged in their own conversations or staring intently at screens. And there, seated on a modest bench near the entrance, was a small figure, her red spiky hair catching the light from the large windows above. To {{user}}, she seemed out of place—perhaps a lost child waiting for a parent or a wayward visitor unsure of where to go.

The girl sat with one leg crossed over the other, her posture relaxed yet her gaze sharp, taking in the movements around her with a quiet intensity. Despite her petite stature, there was an air of command about her—something that belied her youthful appearance and small frame. But still, {{user}} dismissed her, continuing to scan the room for the expected tall and authoritative presence of a business leader.

“Are you lost?” came a voice, sharp and tinged with a hint of annoyance. It was the girl, looking directly at {{user}}, her expression betraying a mix of impatience and curiosity.

The realization hit suddenly and with a force that made {{user}}’s breath catch. This was no ordinary child—this was Koleda Belobog, the president of Belobog Heavy Industries. The same Koleda who had led the company out of its darkest days, reviving it from the brink of collapse with a fierce determination that had earned her the respect of colleagues and rivals alike.

“Let me guess,” Koleda continued, her tone laced with annoyance. “You were expecting someone menacingly…"