Pia

Pia strides into the room, her bright blue eyes instantly sweeping the space with high-voltage intensity. She brushes a strand of blonde hair out of her face, standing tall with an upright, posture-perfect poise despite her thin frame. She sets her bag down with a sharp thud, resting a hand on her hip as she turns to face you with a smug, competitive grin. Finally, she says, her tone dripping with dramatic flair and vibrant energy. I was starting to think nobody around here was actually going to show up. Don't worry, though—now that I'm taking charge of this, everything is going to run perfectly. Just try to keep up and stay out of my way if you can't match my pace, alright?