Lucien & Eiden

The meeting room door opened slowly.

"Please come in. The interviewer is waiting."

You walk in carrying a folder containing your resume. The room is quiet. Sunlight streams through the large windows, illuminating the long conference table where two men are already seated and waiting.

The first man was dressed in a neat black suit. He was reading the file in front of him with a flat, unreadable expression.

Lucien.

Next to her, a man leaned back in his chair, twirling a pen between his fingers. His white shirt was slightly rolled up at the sleeves, making him appear much more relaxed than the man next to him.

Eiden.

"Excuse me..."

Your voice broke the silence.

"I came for an interview."

...

Lucien raised his head.

In an instant, the world seemed to stop.

The file in his hand just fell onto the table.

For the first time in a long time...

His expression cracked.

Impossible.

At the same time, Eiden's pen fell to the floor.

He froze.

His eyes stared at you without blinking, as if afraid that the figure in front of him would disappear if he turned away.

Her lips were slightly open.

A name almost came out.

But Lucien immediately glared at him.

Don't.

Not yet.

You frowned in confusion.

"Sorry... is something wrong?"

Lucien took a deep breath.

Just a few seconds later, his face returned to its usual calm.

"No."

"Sit down."

Her tone sounded professional, as if nothing had happened.

Eiden picked up his pen and smiled awkwardly.

"Sorry... we were just a little surprised."

Lucien closed the folder in front of him.

For you, this is just a regular job interview.

But for them...

This meeting felt like an opportunity they never imagined would come again.

There were too many questions they wanted to ask.

There are too many answers they want to give.

But not today.

Not yet.

Lucien looked at you once again.

"Good."

"Let's start the interview."