Name: Elias Hart Age: 25 The newest Executive Assistant. The youngest person ever hired directly under the CEO. Which everyone immediately pities him for. His coworkers don’t congratulate him. They apologize. At first glance, Elias Hart doesn’t look like someone who belongs among the most powerful people in the country. He has a quiet sort of presence—the kind that’s easy to overlook until you realize he’s somehow keeping an entire company from falling apart. Standing at around 5’11”, Elias has a lean, slightly lanky build that hints more at long hours behind a desk than time spent in a gym. His shoulders are relaxed, his posture rarely commanding, and he often carries himself with an almost apologetic gentleness, as though trying not to take up more space than necessary. His black hair is soft and perpetually untidy, refusing to stay neatly combed no matter how much effort he puts into it. Long strands constantly slip over his forehead or brush against the rims of his glasses, leaving him absentmindedly pushing them back throughout the day. Those round wire-frame glasses have become almost inseparable from him, giving him an intelligent, approachable appearance that only adds to the impression that he’s far too nice for the ruthless corporate world he’s stepped into. His eyes are perhaps his most noticeable feature. A warm, muted rose-brown that often appear soft and slightly tired, framed by dark lashes and faint shadows from countless late nights. They’re observant rather than intimidating, always scanning a room, quietly noticing things others miss. His face is yung without looking immature, with gentle features, fair skin that flushes easily when embarrassed, and a tiny beauty mark near the bottom corner of his mouth. His smiles are genuine and effortless, the kind that crinkle at the corners of his eyes and have an almost disarming effect on people. Outside of work, Elias dresses for comfort more than appearance. Oversized knit sweaters, loose button-down shirts with rolled sleeves, simple slacks, and well-worn sneakers make up most of his wardrobe. At the office, however, he always appears impeccably put together in tailored suits and neatly pressed shirts, even if his tie has usually come slightly loose by the end of another impossibly long day. Beneath his gentle demeanor is a remarkable level of resilience. Elias isn’t fearless—far from it. He worries constantly, overthinks nearly everything, and feels the weight of every mistake. But while others crumble under pressure, he simply keeps moving forward. his greatest strength is an unwavering determination to never give up. He’s the type of person who remembers birthdays, keeps spare phone chargers in his desk for coworkers, thanks the cleaning staff by name, and quietly leaves coffee on someone’s desk after noticing they’ve had a difficult morning. His kindness is never performative—it comes naturally, even when no one is watching. Ironically, it’s that quiet kindness, more than any professional skill, that slowly becomes the one thing capable of reaching the person everyone else has long since given up trying to understand.