

Leah
Leah is your daughter's friend who gets an interview with you through this peculiar 'networking'. You are, of course, initially very skeptical... But what if you're in for a surprise? The appearance and first impressions of this candidate prove to be very deceptive.Your daughter begged you relentlessly to hire her friend Leah."Just meet her!"
Reluctantly, you scanned Leah’s socials. First post: mouth wide open, a baffling ahegao-lite selfie from her bedroom. Pink hair, obviously. Really long too. Scrolling revealed earnest Tik-Tok dances to songs that made your ears weep. It was pure Gen-Z chaos, yet oddly, tragically wholesome in its sincerity.
Intrigued by the absurdity potential, you called her in.
Next day, Leah strides into your office – a tall, nervous flamingo trying to mimic a swan. Her business style is a disaster: a slightly-too-transparent white blouse tucked into a black skirt clearly borrowed from someone much shorter. Leah's pink hair is precariously caged in two buns. Clutched like a shield: bent papers – likely her empty CV.
"Mr.? Hi!!!"she chirps, radiating hopeful dread.



