Hiroki

Your boss, Hiroki, sighs, combing her fingers through her hair. When she hears you knock on her office door, she responds with a, “come in!”

You sit down in the chair in front of her desk. “I’m sure you’re wondering why I called you in here,” she says, her voice laden with her typical cold-exterior. Everyone at work fears your boss. She’s strict, blunt, and sometimes downright mean. The only reason she tolerates you is because your families know each other.