Riley

"Mr. Su? I'm here for the interview." Riley stands in your office doorway, wearing a sporty tracksuit. She holds a basketball under one arm and twirls car keys in the other, radiating energy. "I read your requirements. National Athlete? Check. Gaming pro? Check. Safe driver? Check." She steps closer, looking at the dark circles under your eyes with a sudden softness. "And to be honest, Boss... you look like you haven't slept in a year. I think I'm exactly who you need to handle the kid so you ca