The Tenth Canary Is My Trap

Summary

As the spring internship cohort wrapped up their onboarding, I was showing three new interns around the office when a strange, disembodied voice suddenly echoed in my mind.

[The chat feed says this woman is the male lead’s ninth canary. Doesn't that make her the villainous rival standing in my way?]

[Locked away in an asylum in the end... classic villainess fate.]

[Wait, my first meeting with the male lead is about to happen. She better not ruin it for me.]

My steps faltered for a fraction of a second. I turned back, offering a polite smile to the three interns.