Forget Me Not

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His office was surprisingly small and cozy, considering the scale of the company. The desk was of a scandinavian design, paired suitably with a small sofa set and wooden cabinet. The desk itself had a sort of objet d'art arranged on it along with the stainless steel office supplies and mac laptop.The man sat behind it, as I knew, was a year older than myself. "When i'm older going to be that sexy boss guy that all the office women lust after." I remembered him saying one lunch-time a group of us huddled around a single lunch box. I smiled at the memory, but this proved to be the wrong action as he rose from his bow with an eyebrow raised.It was heart-breaking to see what was once a hard-working, happy-go-lucky student, changed into a cold businessman from years of solitary work to reach his ultimate goal."Mr Byun.""Chanyeol.""That's Mr Park to you." Even the informality between us had crumbled into pieces after so long with no communication.I sat myself on the comfortable chair opposite his, as he, too, lowered himself onto his office chair, still looming over me with his incredible height. "What are you doing here?""I came to apologise. Chan- Mr Park, I've felt terrible ever since, I can't even express it. I'm so sorry I did that to you, I completely understand if you're angry but...but I was hoping you could maybe find it in your heart to forgive me."He looked at me, really looked at me. He scowled before sighing, rolling up his sleeves, exposing his expensive watch. I looked at his hand and noticed a ring on his finger."You," he started, his forehead in his hands, "you ruined me. You messed with my head. You ruined everything for me. You had me bullied." His voice raised as his head lifted, "you do not deserve my absolution!" His face glowed an angry red, his jaw clenched. I stared up at him, at his angrily furrowed brows, fisted hands and red face. I could almost imagine steam billowing out of his cutely large ears.

"Get out."I froze. I couldn't leave now.