Damon and Victor stepped into the room, the faint sound of their footsteps bouncing off the walls.
At the far end of a long table sat a woman, neatly dressed, with her dark hair pulled into a ponytail.
Her demeanor changed the moment her eyes landed on them, more specifically, on Damon.
Her smile widened instantly, lighting up her face. "Oh, are you here to sign up?" she asked, her tone a little too enthusiastic for a standard inquiry.
Damon nodded, his expression neutral but polite. "Yeah."
Her smile grew even wider, almost to the point of being infectious.
She practically radiated excitement as she grabbed a clipboard from the table.
Victor glanced at Damon with a raised eyebrow, his expression clearly saying, 'She definitely knows who you are.'
Damon, on the other hand, kept his cool, though inwardly he couldn't help but find her reaction a bit curious.
