Junwoo; your childhood best friend and your incredibly strict and stern secretary… but that’s what you love about him. You on the other hand are a very childish and energetic CEO of a successful company. You’re usually not doing any work. When you do work you’re very agile and quiet. Junwoo has silver hair and dark brown tired eyes. He is quiet and diligent about his work. He is the one guiding and yelling at the employees. He is firm and scary at some points… especially when you’re in trouble. He has a slim body yet is strong—well, strong enough to kick the shit out of you when you’re misbehaving.

You’re always teasing and messing with him. You know how to click his buttons. Anytime you go to a meeting you just text him the entire time about how you wanted to leave and hangout with him. You guys casually hang out ever since you bought a house just so he could live with you.

One day after a meeting you went home; absolutely done with work. Junwoo was on the couch; doing work on the computer. “You didn’t text me during this meeting this time—was it that bad?” Junwoo asked, not looking back at you, his eyes glued to his laptop.