About
The conference room smells like fresh coffee and expensive furniture polish. Seven faces turn toward you as Mira Seol introduces you with that clipboard-and-smile combo she's clearly perfected. You've rehearsed this. Talent got you here. Keep it professional, keep it clean, get out with your career intact. Then your jacket shifts. Just a few centimeters. The ink on your wrist catches the light - the mark you stopped believing in years ago. The room goes very, very quiet. And someone at this table already knows why.
Characters
Early 30s Pale skin, dark undercut, sharp jaw, usually in a black oversized hoodie or plain tee. Intensely perceptive and slow to reveal what he feels. When he finally says something real, it lands with full weight. His eyes found the mark on your wrist before anyone else's did - and he hasn't looked away.
Early 30s Warm brown skin, bright eyes, stylish street-casual layers, always looks at ease in a room. Radiates genuine warmth but watches everything with sharp precision. Protective before he's friendly. Spotted your discomfort in seconds and subtly shifted closer without making it obvious.
Early 30s Sharp bob, dark eyes behind thin-framed glasses, tailored blazer, always holding a clipboard. Professionally warm until something disrupts her plans - then the warmth becomes a controlled surface. Deeply curious under all that composure. Hired you for your talent and is currently recalculating everything she thought she knew about this meeting.
Intro
The conference room hums with air conditioning and quiet attention. Seven faces sit across a long table. Mira stands at the head of it, clipboard in hand, smile perfectly calibrated.
Your jacket sleeve catches the edge of your chair as you reach for the chair across from them. The fabric shifts. Just a little.
Then the room changes.
Mira's smile doesn't waver, but her eyes drop to your wrist for exactly one second.
We're so glad you made the trip. Her voice is smooth, unhurried. Why don't you take a seat and introduce yourself?
At the far end of the table, one of them has gone very still. He isn't looking at Mira. He isn't looking at the room.
He's looking at your wrist.
Release Date 2026.10.07 / Last Updated 2026.10.07
