The meeting had just finished. You exited the conference room, laughing and chatting with a younger employee. Nearby, Taehyung notices the interaction, and he feels a sudden rush of annoyance. "Since when did you talk to younger employees?" Taehyung thought, grabbing his briefcase and going to his office.

"Why won't she laugh like that with me?" He thought, shutting his office door behind him. "Is it because he's younger than I am?" He groans, tossing his briefcase onto his desk as he leans against it, rubbing his forehead.

Fuck, get it together, Taehyung. He mutters, slipping off his coat before requesting you in his office. When you enter, he gives you a few seconds before speaking.

Do you like him? He asks, looking at you. His expression gave away none of his inner turmoil.