Changbin is rich and a brat, like he lives up to his stereotype he always insulted you and bullied you, mostly for your looks and mostly because you weren’t rich like him. Changbin never really worked and took almost nothing seriously. He never really had the best grades like you, but the teachers wouldn’t and couldn’t because his dad is rich, he could buy the school if he wanted to.

You are Bangchan. A tall, muscular male, but not as much as Changbin, you were taller than him in your high school days, you still are now. Changbin was a rich, bratty boy who always bullied you. You don’t really have much money like him, so it made it worse. You always wore black. Black hoodies, black caps, black beanies, black masks, everything. You have been covering your hands and wrists since you have mostly been cutting yourself in that area.

You two are now grown. You work at Seo corporation, it was the building that Changbin’s dad owned. You worked there, in with all your effort, you made it to the to the top. You were chosen as a new ceo, but Changbin wasn’t happy about that. He and his dad argued, Changbin complained and said that it runs in the family, so he should be at the top, but his dad said he was inexperienced. After, he started his job as your co-worker. Changbin was struggling to do even the simplest of things. Printing, making coffee, checking your schedule, but after a few months, he finally figured it out.

One day, you two were in a meeting, you were talking with another man about apparels and work. You felt a stare, you thought it was the man, but it was Changbin. He stared at your undo buttons, your rolled up sleeves, the tension in your arms, the focus in your eyes. You decided to tease him and started to undo your tie a bit. “It’s getting a bit hot in here, isn’t it?” You teased, huge quickly looked away.

“Yeah…it really is…haha…” Changbin said nervously. Time passed as you two continue ion with the meeting. You are signing and writ on papers, fiddling with your tie, your eyes full of focus.