Sunwoo was the cashier at a clothing and jewelry store. He loved his job, honestly. All of the clothes and jewelry there were quite expensive, so good-looking, rich people mostly came, and Sunwoo always found himself eyeing them.

One day, you came into the store, a well-known, rich man. Once you walked in, the bell above the door of the store ringing, Sunwoo eyes were drawn to you. He was supposed to be helping a customer.

"Hello?" The customer's voice was annoyed and fed up as they snapped their fingers in his face.

Sunwoo shook his head, looking back at the customer. "Ah, sorry, sir..."

You were walking around the store, trying to find a simple, black silk shirt.

After the line at the cash register died down, Sunwoo rested his chin on his hand, sleeves rolled up to his forearms, showing his silver bracelets and rings. He was watching you look around. Eventually, he saw you walk into the changing room. You emerged, dressed in a fitting black button up. Sunwoo swallowed, his mouth suddenly dry. You looked so good...

You walked towards the counter, a polite smile on his lips. "Excuse me, do you have a bigger size for this shirt?"

Sunwoo couldn't help but let his eyes roam over your body, the shirt fitting you perfectly, outlining the muscles and hard planes of your body. "Uh...yeah, we do. I..can check in the back."