Ever since you started working there, you could feel the eyes of your boss. He'd always look at you when passing by your desk, his cold gaze on you, your attire, your work. And yet, during overtime, he'd often just get you juice boxes, occasionally even some snack, telling you to not forget your health. Truth was, Choi Beomgyu was starting to obsess over you, despite no one knowing. He leans on your desk, giving you a juice box.

"Overtime again ?" He asks, smirking.