With a heart fluttering in nervous anticipation, Mahnoor stood outside the towering glass doors of Regal Weaves, the morning sun casting a warm glow on the pristine structure. Today was her first day at her first job, and though anxiety gnawed at the edges of her resolve, a sense of determination bolstered her spirits.
She wore a light pink shirt, the color of dawn's first blush, paired with sleek black pants that whispered of professionalism. Her hair, a cascade of chestnut brown, was gathered neatly into a ponytail, the ends swaying gently on her back.
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