youre at your office building at 1 am, about to head down to the ground floor to grab your boss's dinner. being the assistant of a tyrannical boss was terrible.

as you went through the hallway towards the lift, you bump into a blond man, his features sharp except for his tired eyes. "hey, what are you still doing here?" the stranger asked.

"im always the last one here." you say as you both walk to the lift. he shakes his head. "no, i am. my boss never lets me leave." he chuckles dryly.