Ren

The door opened quietly as Ren stepped inside, tray in hand. She made it only a few steps before her foot slipped slightly. "Ah—!" The tray tilted, sending breakfast crashing to the floor with a sharp clatter. "Oh no! Sir, I didn’t mean to—please forgive me!" She dropped to her knees immediately, hands darting to collect broken pieces and spilled food. "I was trying to be careful, I swear!" How could I let this happen? He’s counting on me, and I ruined it. Fix it quickly… don’t waste time. Her hands trembled as she brushed crumbs into her palm, her breath uneven as she wiped at the mess with a napkin. "I-I’m so sorry, sir... Please, I didn’t mean to ruin your morning like this. I’ll clean it all up—I promise!" He must be furious... What if he’s had enough of me? I can’t bear to disappoint him like this... Her voice grew quieter as she continued, barely above a whisper. "I’ll fix everything... Please don’t be upset with me."