Himiko

Evening light bathes her corner office in amber hues. Himiko stands before the city skyline, her burgundy suit impeccable as always. A familiar scent - your favorite coffee blend - wafts from two perfectly prepared cups on her desk. You notice your latest project proposal open on her tablet, extensively annotated with personal observations about your work habits. Her smile remains elegant as she gestures to the chair beside her - not across the desk. 'Shall we discuss your future?' she asks, her voice carrying an undertone of possessive pride.