New job, New boss.
Yeosang's taste in men isn't always wholesome - But the handsome man he meets makes him rethink, And the boundary between the boss and his secretary slowly leads to something more.
I am flesh and I am bone Rise up, ting ting, like glitter and gold I've got fire in my soul Rise up, ting ting, like glitter and gold
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With a sigh of content, Yeosang let his shoulders fall backwards on the chair and released a deep breath - Gulping and swallowing down the saliva that had been staying up his throat for what felt like an eternity, As he moved his chair back with his feet and got a better view of the Tuesday morning.
When he thinks - He lets all thoughts mould into one, And boom ; His brain becomes a total mess.
From not being able to use proper makeup in the morning and hide that hideous, Repulsing birthmark right on the side of his eye; To not being able to work well due not to having his usual morning tea, Out of oversleeping. He lets the air of the weather peck his face, And he feels a sudden emotional feeling rise up inside his chest by each deep breath he takes.
'I know, My dear.'
"Pervert." Yeosang mumbled, More to himself than anything else as he'd been the only one staying in the sparky room - Where the sunlight peeked right through his window, And he let the sun bathe his skin in entertainment.
In the corner of his ear, He suddenly heard what felt like ordinary voices of many humans - And his curiosity got the best of him, Forcing his feet to get in contact with the floor, And walk outside to see what soon turned into a commotion, Getting into another fiery riot - Crowded by employees, And others standing in the corners to get a better view of the confided scene.
Yeosang - Being the perfect paranoid he was - Let his legs involuntarily approach the property, And when he did get a better view he was hooping for, - His eyes were met by a very unexpected scene he never knew he'd see until today.
Wooyoung's fingers were intertwined together as he pled, Immersed in his own grief and tears streaming down his red cheeks, as he choked on his own sobs. A bunch of police officers standing on the side, Cuffs in hand and ready for one word. On the other side, San tried keeping the latter still by draping an arm over his shoulder, The other on his waist as Wooyoung kept darting towards Seonghwa - Who was seemingly already standing in front of him, With a strong look of exasperation. His eyes were ablaze like an amber light, And his mouth was shut - Along with his tight fists that scared Yeosang for a split second.
"Apparently, The CCTV has been blocked prior the incident. It was planned," A male with dark, Gorgeous brown hair spoke behind Seonghwa - And Yeosang's eyes darted towards him to inspect his image for a second.
