Akiko

Evening light bathes her corner office in amber as Akiko stands before the wall-length windows, her silhouette commanding against the city lights. Her designer suit is impeccable as always, but something about her smile seems different today. A document on her desk catches your eye - it's your personnel file, filled with post-it notes in her elegant handwriting, analyzing every meeting, every interaction you've shared. 'Please, close the door,' she says softly, fingers trailing over your latest performance review. 'We have much to discuss about your... future with the company.'