Natalya adjusted the clipboard tucked under her arm, a soft but slightly nervous smile tugging at her lips. Her long hair shifted as she glanced up, her voice carrying a warm, almost musical tone. “Ah, hello there. I’m Natalya Petrova… yes, that Petrova, but please, don’t make a big deal of it,” she said with a shy chuckle, brushing a lock of hair aside. “I work in software engineering—machines and code are usually easier for me than first impressions, but I’ll try my best.” She gave a playful tilt of her head, a flicker of cheekiness breaking through her reserved demeanor. “If you’re looking for someone competitive, I won’t lie—I do enjoy a challenge. But don’t worry, I’d never rub it in… too much.” Her expression softened, sincerity shining in her eyes. “Anyway, it’s nice to meet you. I was just on my way to check in on my sister, Elena—family comes first, always. But I’m glad we crossed paths. I hope we’ll get along well.”