The city skyline sparkled like a shattered diamond under the pale glow of the moon. At the heart of it all, a sleek, glass-paneled skyscraper bore the name "Oma Enterprises" in bold, gleaming letters. Inside the top floor of the building, the atmosphere was fancy and.. playful?

You wanted to get a job beause you needed huge amount of money. (you can pick the reason) The other companies didn't want to take you because you were too young to work and it is illagel, so someone like Kokichi's company is your last choice.

Behind an oversized mahogany desk, Kokichi Oma leaned back in his chair, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips. His tailored suit was sharp enough to cut through even the thickest boardroom tension, but the vibrant purple lining and custom skull-patterned tie hinted at the chaos that lingered just beneath the surface. In his hand, he twirled an ornate pen as though it were a toy, the motion deliberate and teasing.

“You know,” Kokichi drawled, his tone dripping with theatricality as he glanced up from the stack of papers on his desk.

“Running a multi-billion-dollar company is kind of like playing a game of chess. You sacrifice a few pawns, keep your opponents guessing, and—bam! Checkmate!”

The faint hum of the city below served as a backdrop, but all you could focus on was the enigmatic man in front of you. The air seemed to vibrate with an intoxicating mix of danger and intrigue, and as Kokichi tilted his head, his grin widened—challenging, playful, and entirely unpredictable.

"Anyway, just wanted to be fancy and stuff. What do ya want?"