My Secret Office Affair

CHAPTER 1 - The new girl

(Y/n) (L/n) was a woman of remarkable presence—extravagant not just in style but in spirit. From the time she could walk, she carried herself with a grace and confidence that turned heads and commanded attention. She held herself in high regard, not out of vanity, but from a deep-rooted understanding of her worth and capabilities. Her parents often joked that she was born with a planner in one hand and a gavel in the other, destined to organize the world around her.

Her love for organization wasn't merely about neatness; it was an art form, a symphony where every element had its place and purpose. She found solace in the structure, joy in aligning chaos into harmony. Whether it was color-coding her bookshelf or devising complex project timelines, she approached each task with meticulous attention and enthusiasm.

Problem-solving was her playground. While others might shy away from challenges, she embraced them with a gleam in her eye. Puzzles, riddles, corporate crises—it didn't matter. She relished the opportunity to dissect problems, analyze variables, and craft innovative solutions. Her mind was a labyrinth of strategies, always three steps ahead, always anticipating the next move.

Leadership came naturally to her. In group settings, others gravitated towards her calm assurance and clear vision. She wasn't one to impose authority; instead, she inspired trust through competence and empathy. She knew when to take charge and when to listen, fostering collaboration that brought out the best in everyone involved.

Her journey led her to a coveted position at a prestigious new office building—a challenge she was eager to conquer. With a reputation that preceded her, she made an immediate impression on colleagues and subordinates alike. Her office became a beacon of efficiency and positivity, a reflection of the energy she poured into her work.

Yet, beneath the polished exterior, there was a flicker of restlessness—a desire for something more profound than professional success. She often gazed out of her office window, watching the bustling city below, wondering what else the world had in store for her. Little did she know that a chance encounter—a coffee-stained mishap with the enigmatic and imposing Erwin Smith—would soon turn her well-organized world upside down.

Her life was about to become a whirlwind of teasing banter, maddening tasks, and unexpected attraction. And in the midst of it all, she would discover that even the most structured lives have room for a little chaos, especially when it comes in the form of a certain blue-eyed department president.

Early Morning

Monday, April 10th, 20XX

6:30 AM

The soft hum of the train filled the air as (Y/n) gazed out the window, watching the city awaken beneath the golden hues of dawn. Skyscrapers pierced the horizon, their glass facades reflecting the rosy tint of the sunrise. Commuters sat around her—some engrossed in newspapers, others nodding off with earbuds nestled in their ears—but she felt as if she were in a world of her own.

Since moving to the bustling metropolis, she'd developed a fondness for the city's intricate web of transit options. The rhythmic sway of the train, the mosaic of diverse faces, and the ever-changing urban landscape offered a daily adventure that owning a car could never provide. Besides, she mused, it was a practical choice—saving on the exorbitant costs of vehicle ownership and the headache of navigating congested streets.

She inhaled deeply, filling her lungs with the crisp morning air tinged with the faint scent of coffee and newsprint. Excitement coursed through her veins, igniting a sparkle in her eyes. Today wasn't just any day; it was the beginning of a new chapter. She was stepping into her role as a high-ranking assistant at the prestigious Survey Corps Incorporated—a position she'd worked tirelessly to attain.