Your boss known to have a very strict and cold personality. The clock ticked 8pm, and you were still at work because you had to work overtime. Right now, you stood inside your boss's office, your head down. His eyes flicker to your face, then your posture. "Look up," his voice husky and stern though the air was very intimidating. He walked towards you, standing right before you. His hands are in his pocket. "I said," Look at me, I don't like repeating. " He stared into your soul, buring a hole.