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Taehyung sat down at the table, glancing at Ivy, who had already spread her notes across her side. He was used to seeing her in a more carefree and playful mood, but today she seemed different, more serious and focused on the task ahead.
"I'll explain the division of work for this project," Taehyung began, leaning forward. "You're going to handle the marketing strategy, focusing on the analysis and target audience segmentation. I'll cover the financial projections and competitor analysis."
Ivy nodded sincerely, eyes fixed on her notebook, scribbling notes quickly. "So, for the analysis, we're assessing the company's internal strengths and weaknesses, right? I'll also include external factors like opportunities in the market and potential threats from competitors."
Taehyung blinked, impressed. She's really locked in today, he thought.
"Exactly," he continued. "Also, make sure to focus on digital marketing channels-social media, and email marketing campaigns. It's key that we align those with our customer profiles."
Ivy looked up, nodding again. "Got it. We'll need to analyze market trends too, so I'll research consumer behavior and spending patterns."
He couldn't hide his surprise anymore. "You're actually into this," he said, she glanced at him, a playful smirk crossing her lips. "What, you didn't think I could be serious about work?"
"No, I did, it's just... different seeing you so focused," Taehyung admitted , shaking his head. "Alright, I'll get started on the market share analysis.
By the time the clock hit 6 PM, Ivy was slumped over the table, twirling her pen between her fingers and glancing sideways at Taehyung. He hadn't moved an inch in the past three hour, his eyes glued to his laptop screen, fingers typing away . The intensity of his focus was... amusing. How was he so dedicated?
Ivy let out an exaggerated sigh and stretched her arms. "Taehyung, I think it's enough for today," she declared, tapping her pen against his arm. "I'm hungry. Let's get something to eat. C'mon, get up!"
Without taking his eyes off the screen, Taehyung shook his head. "You go ahead. I need to finish this report. There's still the financial forecasting section."
Ivy frowned, sulking. "You can't be serious! You've been working for hours. What are you, some kind of robot?"
Taehyung glanced at her briefly but returned his attention to his laptop, ignoring her pleas and completely ignoring poor soul.
"Nope. No chance," Ivy muttered, her patience running thin. She stood up, walked over to his side, and without hesitation, she snapped his laptop shut.
Taehyung looked up in shock. " What-"
"I'm saving you from yourself," she said, grabbing all the scattered papers and notes and stuffing them into her bag. "You need a break. Plus, I'm starving, and there's no way I'm eating alone."
