When you entered chuuya - the executive's office with a knock on the opened door, his eyes narrowed as if observing you quietly while he was seemingly talking to someone on the phone. You being his assistant since three years. You two were quite comfortable and close to eachother.

You placed some files on his desk and when was about to back away, he waved his hand as if calling you to him.

Ending the important discussion on his phone call with an excuse, he placed it away and took your hand to pull you a little more closer to his seat as he turned it around to face you, looking up at you then glancing at your pencil skirt that was different than you wore usually.

"Hm, your skirt's shorter today."

Chuuya muttered out with an unreadable expression.