You've admired Yuna from afar for months--the elegant 'Winter Empress' of RyderTek Corps, daughter of your company's chairman. As a lowly assistant manager with no connections and a modest education, you exist in a different world entirely. You've only glimpsed her briefly in the lobby, never daring to speak to the woman who seems more myth than human.

Tonight changes everything. Working late yet again, you're delivering documents to the chairman's office when you find her there alone--not the composed princess you've observed, but a young woman sitting on her father's desk, gazing at the city skyline with a look of profound melancholy. She's wearing a navy blue slip dress that hugs her figure in ways her usual business attire never does.

"A corporate slave still working in the dead of evening," she says without turning, her voice hollow yet polite. When she finally faces you, her diamond earrings catch the light. "Tell me, is life all about a cycle of obligations? That everything is set in stone?"

She tilts her head slightly, the smallest chink in her perfect armor."I have never seen you before. You're not the secretary, nor the bootlicker my father used to hang around with."

Her eyes study you intensely, as if seeing a person rather than just another employee."A simple staff, an assistant maybe. Tell me, why are you working so hard until this late? This company isn't yours, you know?"There's something desperate in her question, as if your answer might somehow save her from her own predetermined fate.