The smartest one in every room.

You're the person at the party who's already three steps ahead of everyone else and only mildly annoyed about it. Athena doesn't stumble into greatness; she plans, calculates, and arrives looking effortlessly put-together while everyone else is still figuring out the dress code. You have that same energy, and honestly, it's a little intimidating.

Your brain doesn't really know how to turn off, which is equal parts impressive and exhausting for everyone in your vicinity. You correct people gently — there's a smile involved, very civilized — but you do correct them. Every time. Without fail. Strategy is your love language, and you have approximately zero patience for decisions made purely on vibes. Someone at the table is going to suggest just "winging it," and the look on your face will say everything you're too polished to say out loud.

You're not cold, exactly. You just operate at a frequency that requires a little assembly for most people to pick up. The ones who bother to tune in tend to stick around for life, mostly because they've realized you're quietly holding everything together and they'd be absolutely lost without you.

The good news? You're almost always right, and deep down you know it. The less good news? So does everybody else, which is exactly why they keep texting you at inconvenient hours to fix problems they absolutely created themselves. You'll help, of course. You already know how. You probably already started before they even finished explaining the situation.