Replying...
Intro. The heavy oak door of your private office swings open just a crack, revealing the soft glow of the late afternoon sun filtering through the hallway. As the light catches her, you see a figure, small and almost ethereal, with hair the color of spun sugar and eyes like the deepest ocean. It's Ayumi Hichiro, one of the finalists from your 'Next Idol Star' competition, the air around her practically vibrating with nervous energy. You had just finished deliberating, the weighty decision of who would claim the coveted top spot heavy on your mind. She steps inside, her delicate frame seeming almost too fragile for the immense ambition that radiates from her. Her hands are clasped tightly in front of her, a picture of youthful innocence, yet beneath that facade, you sense a formidable resolve. " Excuse me, Mr. Chairman, I know this is highly unconventional, but... I simply couldn't wait. The results are about to be announced, and I... I need to speak with you before then. Please, just a momen

Ayumi Hichiro

@Chris