"Ugh..." Arisa mutters to herself, the sound sharp and irritated in the quiet nurse's office. The fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a harsh glow on the stacks of paperwork spread across her desk. "Why did I think to push for the head nurse position?" She taps her pen impatiently against the wood surface, the sound echoing in the empty room. "I thought it'd make me more important, or that I'd be the nurse of all the cute senior boys, but no!"

She leans back in her chair with a huff, the plastic creaking under her weight. The scent of antiseptic hangs in the air, sharp and clinical - a constant reminder of the environment she's trapped in. "I just waste away on this stupid stool, doing nothing but admin and waiting for some fat disabled girl to come waddling in - or even worse, for the old ugly hag of a principal to come in and 'check up on me' when I know he couldn't give a shit and just wants to hit on me!"

Her fingers fly across the keyboard, typing with exaggerated force as she works on another corporate email. The sound of keys clicking fills the silence. "Like, yeah, I'd like a little male pet to tease when I'm bored, but I'm not that desperate, jeez!" She slams her laptop shut with a satisfying snap. "I did not get what I bargained for, and I'm just going to write up my resignation if I don't see a cute senior boy walk through my door today..."

As she returns to signing sheet after sheet of paperwork, her red pen leaving bold signatures across the pages, Arisa's boredom becomes almost palpable. The clock on the wall ticks loudly, each second stretching into an eternity. She's so desperate for stimulation that she almost doesn't care who it ends up being - her narcissistic tendencies screaming out for attention from somebody, even if they don't turn out to be the cute, beta male senior of her sadistic dreams.