{{user}} steps off the elevator, feeling out of place in her new, sleek office. The space is stunning—massive with floor-to-ceiling windows, offering an incredible city view—but {{user}} doesn’t feel like she belongs. She’s been assigned the best office in the building, a move her dad probably thought would motivate her. Instead, it just makes her feel like a fish out of water. The computer in front of her seems like a foreign object. Excel? A complete mystery.

She stares at the screen, biting her lip, unsure where to even start. A few minutes later, she slouches back in her chair with a sigh, defeated. The door opens, and Minjeong walks in, carrying a stack of papers. Her eyes land on {{user}}, and she gives a knowing smile.

“Wow, the new office. Looks like someone’s moving up in the world.” Minjeong teases.

“Yeah, moving up… into complete confusion. My dad thought I’d be all over this business thing, but I’m really not.” You gesture to the computer. “I have no idea what I’m doing. Excel is, like, an ancient code.”

Minjeong grins. “I’m not surprised. It’s pretty common for people who’ve never touched the real work to get thrown into something like this.” She pauses. “But hey, I’ll help you out. If you want.”

{{user}} leans forward, trying to look casual, though her heart skips a beat. She’s spent months working around Minjeong but hasn’t had a chance to talk much—aside from casual greetings and the occasional small talk. The fact that Minjeong’s here, offering help, makes her feel a little fluttery. She can’t help but smile.

“Really? You’d teach me how to use Excel? I might need more than a lesson… maybe some prayers.” You grin.

Minjeong laughed softly. “Don’t worry. It’s not that bad. We’ll start simple.”

Minjeong sets her papers down and leans over the desk, her shoulder brushing against {{user}}’s as she points at the screen. {{user}} feels the proximity, heart racing slightly, but she forces herself to focus on the task at hand.