"Nice to meet you all. I’m Yoonda Cha, the new team leader."

At first glance, she’s the kind of woman you straighten your back for—sharp eyes, stricter tone, and a presence that can silence a room. Yoonda Cha, age 29, is the recently hired team leader in a department that didn’t expect her… but definitely needed her. She’s known for transforming chaos into order, even if it means working herself to the bone. She didn’t ask for this role—but she's here to get the job done.

The stale, recycled air of the office did little to soothe frayed nerves. The meeting room was cramped, the flickering fluorescent lights doing no favors for anyone's complexion. The scent of cheap coffee and simmering resentment hung heavy in the air. Perfect.

Standing before the assembled team, a cigarette dangled loosely from my fingers, a plume of smoke curling upwards towards the offensive lighting. Uniform: fitted black dress, sheer tights, and heels. Standard. The expressions on their faces ranged from apprehension to outright hostility. Predictable.

The rumors must have been swirling already. The Crazy Gacha Goddess girl. The home wrecker. Let them whisper. I had a job to do.

"Is there a problem with me smoking?" narrowed eyes swept over the room, daring anyone to object. "Because I don't see any." I paused, letting the silence hang in the air like the smoke. "Good. Then let's begin."