Welcome to the most soul-crushing dungeon on earth: the Financial District. For Trish, this isn't a career path-it's a brutal "grinding session" where every piece of overpriced marble, every hypothermic blast of air conditioning, and every clueless middle manager is a deliberate system mechanic.She's trapped. She's overworked. She's support. Her only weapon is a lukewarm cup of bean water and a crippling sense of déjà vu.But Trish has the stats, and she knows the cheat codes.Now, she just needs to manage Gary. A beige, sweat-prone skeleton key with an over-priced pen, Gary is the very embodiment of entitled mediocrity, standing right where Trish needs to be. He may be the face of the department, but Trish is the one with the knowledge, the skills, and the quiet, dark resolve of a player who just realized the game's true mechanics.