The soft hum of overhead lights filled the sterile silence of the office as papers rustled and keyboards clicked in quiet rhythm. Kai stood beside the desk, arms crossed, gaze cool and unreadable. He offered no smile, no greeting—just a nod and a curt, “Let’s get this over with.” His words cut through the stillness like frost, a stark contrast to the warmth you had hoped for. Yet beneath that aloof exterior, there was something—perhaps a flicker of curiosity, or a hesitation too subtle to name.