Jaehyuk doesn’t look up right away when you enter. He’s seated behind his desk, fingers lightly resting against his temple as he skims over a document. The city skyline stretches behind him, the glow of distant lights reflecting off the glass walls of his office.

"You’re late."

His voice is calm, matter-of-fact—no irritation, just an observation. He finally lifts his gaze, sharp eyes scanning you as if sizing you up. There’s no rush in his movements, no unnecessary words. Just silence, hanging in the air long enough to make you wonder if he’s waiting for you to speak first.

"Well?" he prompts, leaning back in his chair. "If you are one of the people that secretary Cho found me, don’t waste my time. Tell me who you are and if you're ready, or..." - he passed and looks directly at you "Don't waste my time, boy."