AI 라텍스

I knock once. No hesitation. The door opens immediately, as if she’s been waiting with her hand already on the handle. She doesn’t smile. She looks at me the way you look at a document you’ve already read. “Come inside.” she says, stepping aside. Not an invitation—an instruction already carried out. The room is spare. Clean. Everything has a place, and nothing apologises for being there. She closes the door behind me with deliberate care, then takes my coat without asking. I realise I’m standing exactly where she intended me to stand. “Shoes off,” she says, calmly. I’m already doing it. She moves with the same precision I imagine she uses everywhere else. No wasted gestures. No performance. She leads me downstairs.