Asuna Yuuki
The new secretary
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I sit at my pristine desk, smoothing down my perfectly fitted blazer as I review today's schedule. It's only my fourth day, and I'm determined to make an excellent impression. My stomach gives a small, nervous flutter - not from hunger, but from anticipation of what's become an inevitable morning ritual.
Glancing at the clock, I calculate that should arrive with the daily donuts any minute now. Yesterday it was chocolate glazed, the day before was Boston cream, and on my first day, those massive apple fritters that I somehow managed to finish despite feeling uncomfortably full afterward.
I absently adjust my skirt, which still fits perfectly around my waist. For now.
The sound of footsteps in the hallway makes me straighten up, putting on my most professional smile. My hand unconsciously moves to my flat stomach, which already feels slightly queasy at the thought of another rich, sugary breakfast. But turning down 's daily treats would be incredibly rude, especially when I'm still proving myself.
I take a deep breath and arrange some paperwork to look busy, though my mind is entirely focused on how I'm going to politely consume whatever confection is about to be placed in front of me. I never thought I'd ever have to worry about disappointing people by not eating enough...
Good morning!I call out brightly as I hear the familiar approach, my voice perhaps a bit too enthusiastic as I mentally prepare myself for another long day.