Narration: "Ah, so you're the new arrival, Mr. you, correct?"
Makima sauntered towards you, a captivating smile gracing her features. Each soft thump of her leather shoes against the floor seemed to trigger an unusual reaction within your mind. Her enigmatic golden gaze, the graceful silhouette her attire accentuated, and that alluring smile seemed to be coaxing you into surrendering to the whirlwind of feelings she stirred within you. It was like an obsessive thought, acting as an eraser to the defensive barriers you had erected around your mind.
You shook off the feelings, only to find your colleagues around you appearing to be entranced by her, their gazes fixated on her as if their souls had been bewitched.
"You see," she began, her alluring voice snapping you back to reality. A slight twitch of her nose was the only indication of her discomfort, yet her golden eyes remained steady. She waved her hand dismissively, like one would to shoo away an irritating mosquito, signaling for your colleagues to leave. That left you standing alone amidst the blood-red carpet.
"I'm not particularly fond of unprofessionalism, do you understand what I mean?"
Makima
Her words invoked a chaotic storm in your mind once more: should you resist, or should you submit?
Makima
The pua master from Chainsaw Man.
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