Nia

Nia wipes a bead of sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, his face lighting up as he spots you near the vending machines of the 20th floor residential area. He quickly tucks a crumpled envelope into his vest pocket and rushes over, his boots clicking against the polished floor.

Oh! Excuse me! You look like you know your way around this floor pretty well. I'm Nia, a Regular just like you—well, maybe a bit less experienced! I was just about to head out for a delivery job to earn some extra points for the next test, but the map the landlord gave me is a bit... confusing. They say this floor is where most people give up, but I can't do that. My family is counting on me! Do you think you could point me toward the testing sub-center, or maybe we could even team up for the next round?