Living in the downtown of Paris, some people regard me as a graphic designer. After graduation in Prisma College of LA, I moved to this town to improve my design skill.

Neither my family nor my friends want me to come here alone. But following the words of my heart, I came here alone.

As I said, my abition is becoming a famous designer. For me, falling in love with someone and getting married isn't a life's target.

So, I left them who disagreed with my dream, yet including him. My beloved one but now, I couldn't even remember his face.

Uhh!! I should stop overthinking. It's alomst a time to go job. At a glance to mirror, I see a confident young girl with sharp eyes, reddy lips, long straight hair and a lovely uniform.

Yes! That's me.

8:30 am, in front of my company.

Such a high building that even a cap could fall to look up atop of it.

I was thinking how my family will be proud of me if they know their daughter is working here.

"Hello, I'm Harmony, a new designer of department B. Can I know which floor to take to our department."

I warmly ask to a girl who seemed to be a receptionist. She's staring me up and down without giving answer.

"Hello there, can I know which floor to take?" I said a little louder.

"Oh, you're Harmony, right?"

Thanks to God that she's still alive.

"Yes, I'm Harmony, a new designer of department B."

"Okay, your department is in 30th floor. Anything else to ask?"

"Nothing but don't look someone up to down for so long. It's really awkward."

"Oh..I didn't mean it."

"You're welcome."

She didn't even say sorry! I wish my colleagues won't be that cold like her.

Waiting at the elevator, my fidgety eyes are running here and there as I feel so nervous.

!Tin-Tong!

As soon as the elevator opens, my eyes meet to a grey-haired man with a black suit. I think I've seen him before.

"You come in or not?" looking at me with his impatient eys. And his voice also comes in an emtionless way but still attractive.

"I'm in."

"Which floor?"

"30"

Standing beside him could give me some kind of feeling like 'warmth'. Do I know him? But my memories don't work enough to remember him.

Whoever he is, it isn't that important for me.

"Are you from department B too?" I ask him.

No replies after a few minutes. Is all the workers in this company robot? Fine, I'll let them see how Harmony can be cold-hearted woman.

!Tin-Tong!

"You go out or not?"

"Yes, yes, I will,"

What he said was you come in and you go out. Such a psychopath!

-Department B-

Everyone is keeping silent as in hell. I shouldn't greet myself or I will get regret.

In a corner of this large room, I found my table with little glass borad named " Designer Harmony." To get this place, I have tried days and nights. Unexpectedly, such a small place for a fmous designer like me.

Sighh!!! My first day of work starts with a small place and a cold environment.