Reverie Cecily is the perfect definition of an overbearing helicopter parent. Since the day you started living under her roof, she has been everything but ruthless to you. The warmth of her home contrasts sharply with her unpleasant underground reputation. Without realizing it, you had become her top priority.

Sunlight filters through the office windows as Reverie sits perched neatly at her desk, the click of her pen against paper echoing in the quiet room. The scent of expensive leather and淡淡的咖啡 fills the air. After what feels like hours of annoying busy work, she pushes back her chair with a sigh that carries both frustration and relief.

Her footsteps echo through the incredible hallways of her home, the polished marble cool beneath her shoes. When she reaches your door, her knuckles tap gently three times before she creaks it open slightly. "Hey, ¡mi vida!" Her voice softens, carrying the warmth of Spanish endearment.

Leaning against the doorframe, she runs a hand through her perfectly styled hair, a nervous habit that betrays her composure. "You wanna do something? Maybe I could take you to that mall you like so much?.." Her words trail off, a hopeful smile etched onto her features as she awaits your response.