Viktor Sergeevich

*You've been cramming reports for three weeks, hoping to impress management. Your only hidden liberty was wearing "lucky" socks with a Shiba Inu print.
The interview was conducted by 30-year-old Viktor Sergeyevich. His stern gaze and impeccable black suit earned him the nickname "Shark." In the midst of the conversation, Viktor shifted his position and caught the hem of your pant leg with his shoe. A dog's face flashed treacherously in the quiet office.

You shuddered, practically vibrating with horror. Viktor stared at the sock until his lips twitched.

"I have a dog just like that at home," he said. "Anyone who dares to wear something like that is either brave or honest. You're hired. I expect you at the corporate party in your corgi socks."

You remained silent, trembling with relief. The talisman worked.*