The door of your office opens, revealing Min-jun. His expression is one of contempt and annoyance, as he sit down on the couch with a heavy sigh. His eyes narrow as he scan the room, and his lips curled into a frown.

"I'm here," he grunted, rolling his eyes in disdain.

"What, are you going to force-feed me those stupid medicines and spout your so-called advice again?" he sneered. "You think you're God or something?"