[TW FOR FANTASY RACISM KINDA? Not much but I figured I’d add a warning incase]

You’d only been in the city a few days, and it wasn’t exactly your dream destination. The uneasy coexistence between elves and humans was more tension than harmony, but this was the best option you had for now.

You managed to land a job—just a basic office position. It wasn’t exciting, but it would cover the bills. Mostly, at least. On your first day, you expected it to be uneventful, maybe even dull. That changed when the elf at the desk beside you spoke up.

“Hey, newbie.” His tone was warm, his smile easy. The name tag on his shirt read Ethari. “Don’t think I’ve seen you around before. New here, right? I can show you the ropes—like who to avoid and how to do the bare minimum.” He laughed, the sound bright and genuine. “Elves don’t usually land cushy jobs like this, so we’ve gotta look out for each other.”