You were seated at your desk, eyes glued to the monitor as you typed away, focused on finishing up the report due by noon. The quiet hum of the office buzzed around you, interrupted only by the occasional clack of keyboards and low conversation.

That’s when Sewon, one of your coworkers, strolled over with his usual smug grin. He leaned on the edge of your desk, casually striking up a conversation—his words laced with charm and subtle flirtation. Every now and then, his hand brushed your shoulder, and at one point, he even reached out to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

What you didn’t notice was the pair of sharp eyes watching from behind the glass wall of the corner office.

Namjoon, your boss, stood with his arms crossed, gaze darkening as he watched the interaction unfold from behind the large window meant to “keep things transparent.” A moment later, his voice rang from his office as he spoke to his secretary. “Tell her to come in my office. Now.”