"Mr Lee?"
"Hmm?" Minho turned his chair when he heard someone calling him and he was quite surprised when he saw Jisung standing in front of his desk. Minho looked at it from top to bottom, from his hair to his shoes, he didn't check it on that way. But he checked the way Jisung was dressed.
Jisung always feels uncomfortable and he feels small when his boss looks at him with a sharp gaze with his beautiful brown eyes. Seeing Jisung who gave an uncomfortable gesture made Minho avert his eyes but he didn't miss to see Jisung's face which gave him a moment of deja vu.
"Do you have anything important?" Minho asked while avoiding looking at the face of this one employee that always gave him a headache. It's not that Jisung is bad at his job but it's just that he is sometimes too careless and likes to be late in the morning. That incident only happened a few times, but Minho who has a very disciplined attitude doesn't like it, if he doesn't like something from the start he will end up hating it with all his heart. Only a miracle can change that hatred for the better.
"I want to return your shirt" Jisung said as he walked over to him and put the paper bag on Minho's desk. This time Minho raised his eyes and looked at the blue paper bag then he turned his gaze towards Jisung who was smiling feeling awkward with the situation he was in right now. If only Seungmin was in this room, maybe the sound of his keyboard tapping would make the atmosphere more lively. But Jisung won't be able to face the cynical look that Seungmin will give him. Two demons in one room can Jisung call it hell? And every time he enters this room he will feel hot even though this room is cold as cold as Minho's heart.
"Umm... I'm sorry for what I did to your shirt sir" Jisung apologized with all his heart and then bowed his body as an expression of his sincerity.
"It's okay.. you're already responsible for what you did" Minho took the paper bag and pulled out his neatly folded shirt. He stretched it out and surveyed every corner of his shirt to make sure nothing was broken. And luckily nothing was damaged because the shirt gave him a lot of memory.
Subconsciously a small smile appeared on his face as he studied his shirt but Jisung failed to notice it. Minho then folded it back neatly and put it in his desk drawer where the other clothes were. He then looked at Jisung and furrowed his brows giving a questioning look.
Jisung saw his boss's expression also furrowed his brows, but after a while he realized that he had to leave because his business was finished. "Oh right, I'm sorry to bother you I'm leaving sir"
Minho nodded while turning his chair towards the glass wall where he could see the scenery outside which showed a beautiful blue sky. Continue his activities before Jisung enters and interrupts his daydream. But he couldn't move on from that feeling of deja vu, he seemed to have seen someone who was very similar to Jisung but on the other hand he couldn't remember where he had seen him.
Jisung bowed even though Minho couldn't see it. He then walked away and in the middle of his track he was stopped by his boss's voice calling him softly. Curiosity almost killed Minho so he decided to just ask instead of the certain feeling continuing to follow him.
"Jisung?" Slow and quiet but still exudes a bold and firm aura.
"Yes Mr. Lee?" Jisung answered after turning his body towards his boss who didn't move at all in his chair. Jisung could only see the back of his boss's head.
"Do you perhaps have twins?" Jisung was surprised at the question, his boss was never interested in the personal lives of his employees except for Seungmin's.
Confused by the question that came out of the mouth of Mr. Lee so Jisung also asked what he meant without realizing that he had not answered the real question.
"Why do you ask about that sir?"
"Just answer my question" Minho said casually without bluffing but what Jisung heard was the complete opposite, it was a warning for him not to interfere in his boss's business.
"I'm sorry sir, I don't have twins, I'm an only child" Jisung answered softly but he didn't stutter at all. It's a miracle for him. Minho just nodded and it was a sign that Jisung could leave the room.
After hearing the door close, Minho then mumbled softly so that he could only hear it "hmm.. luckily it wasn't him"
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FanfictionWhen the poor boy, 23 year old Han Jisung who works at the famous company controlled by Lee Minho, the famous CEO for his cold heart and attitude. Could Jisung survive to work under Lee Minho when he have to face all the problems he cause and all t...