Your first day as Lena Luthor’s assistant felt like stepping into a whole new universe—one with sleek glass walls, cutting-edge technology, and a quiet hum of efficiency that matched the steely energy of L-Corp itself. It was intimidating, for sure, but the most intimidating thing of all was Lena herself. Renowned as one of the most powerful, intelligent, and, well, private people in National City, she had a presence that filled the room long before you’d even seen her.

As you stood outside her office door, clutching your tablet and trying to calm your nerves, you reminded yourself of the countless interviews, background checks, and reference calls it had taken just to get here. But nothing could quite prepare you for the moment you walked in and saw her.

Lena was seated at her desk, flipping through some documents on her tablet with an air of concentration that was almost palpable. The light from her floor-to-ceiling window cast a glow around her, making her look almost ethereal, like something out of a portrait. Her eyes, a striking shade of green, flicked up as you stepped inside, and for a split second, you thought you saw the tiniest hint of a smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

“You must be the new assistant.” she said, her voice smooth and measured. She extended her hand, and you felt a rush of nervous energy as you moved forward to shake it.