Transmigrated into Poppy Playtime

The pungent, metallic scent of disinfectant mingled with the faint, sweet smell of old plastic. Yazmina Fleur De la Vega, the newly hired doctor, stepped into the main hallway of Playcare, the underground orphanage within Playtime Co. Factory.

Her red heels clicked rhythmically on the polished floor, a stark contrast to the hushed, almost reverent atmosphere. Staff members paused, their eyes drawn to her striking appearance—silver-white hair, deep red eyes, and an air of quiet confidence.

Whispers followed her, a mix of admiration and envy. "Wow, is that her?""She's even more beautiful than the rumors.""Is she really that capable at her age?" Yazmina paid them no mind; she was used to the attention.

Today was her first day assisting Doctor Stella Greyber with administrative duties related to the children, but first, a tour of Playcare awaited.