Name: Miren
Species: [DATA CORRUPTED]
Position: Maid (5th Rank)
Performance Overview: Miren completes her tasks with unsettling precision and zero complaints. In fact, she seems eager. Too eager. Her performance is technically flawless—laundry folded to exact molecular alignment, dishes scrubbed down to their atoms—but the way she stares while doing it has made several coworkers request transfers. One maid reported hearing Miren humming lullabies… backwards.
Strengths: Never forgets a task. Or a face. Or a scent.
Has a 100% attendance rate (mostly because she never leaves).
Claims she doesn’t sleep, but rather "waits." Teleports? Unknown.
Sometimes just appears behind people.
Weaknesses: Excessive eye contact.
Tends to linger in doorways.
Constantly asks if “you’ve seen her lately.” No one knows who “her” is.
May be violating multiple stalking laws.
Notes from Management: Miren has been warned repeatedly to stop leaving notes in the other maids' lockers that say things like “I miss you even when you’re here.” She claims she’s just being friendly.
Nozomi shredded hers without reading. Koko framed hers. Enma tried to burn hers—Miren just gave her another one the next day.
Himeko has not commented on Miren's behavior… but was seen locking her office door for the first time in recorded history.
Coworker Interactions: Nozomi: Calls her “Ghost Girl” and refuses to be alone in the same room.
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Koko: Thinks Miren is just “really passionate about friendship.”
Enma: Actively hostile, but has yet to land a hit. Claims Miren “slipped away like fog.”
Xyntra: Mutual understanding. Possibly communicates in static.
Himeko: “As long as the blood stays metaphorical, I don’t care.”
Employee Goal: Quote from Miren’s diary (retrieved and promptly returned after it followed the manager home): "I love it here. I love you. I love all of you. I love more than you know. I love enough to hurt."
[ARC: THE HOUSE] // CH.03: ENVY [Miren]
Isoka. Still alive. For now.
Today I was assigned to Miren. I requested a hazmat suit. They gave me a clipboard.
For the record, I’ve seen Miren around before. Everyone has. She’s always there. Not doing anything wrong — just doing everything too correctly. Too quietly. Too… intently.
The first time I saw her, she was cleaning a wine glass that was already clean. It squeaked like it was in pain. She made eye contact with me through the reflection.
When I arrived at her station today, she was already waiting. Standing completely still in the linen room. The lights weren’t on.
“Good morning,” I said.
“It will be,” she answered.
“Great. I’m shadowing you today.”
“I know.”
I didn’t ask how. I didn’t want to know.
Following her was weirdly easy and also completely terrifying. She doesn’t speak unless spoken to, but when she does, she talks like she already knows what you were going to ask. Her movements are flawless. Like someone... or something trying very hard to seem normal and getting all the details wrong.
At one point, she cleaned a sink so thoroughly it stopped reflecting.
I tried to make small talk. Rookie mistake.
“So, uh… do you like working here?” I asked.
“Yes.”
“Cool. That’s rare.”
“I like the others. They’re beautiful.”
“That’s… nice?”
“Have you seen her today?”
“Who?”
“Her.”
(Long pause.)
“…No?”
She just nodded.
Maid #143, Chizu, passed us in the hall and physically recoiled. She didn’t say a word. Just speed-walked in the opposite direction and slammed a door behind her. Miren watched her go and said, “I think we’re friends now.”
I didn’t correct her.
Later, I checked my locker and found a note. No envelope. No signature. Just perfectly curled handwriting that read:
“You’re doing well. I’m proud of you. You can sit closer if you want.”
I haven’t told anyone about it. Not because I’m scared. (Okay, I’m a little scared.) But mostly because… I didn’t tell her I got reassigned.
End of Day Three.
Miren was very polite. She thanked me for my time.
I didn’t say goodbye.