02 Kai Chisaki
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Kai tapped his capped pen against his paper work, two fingers pressed against his temple. He'd been cooped up in his office for 7 hours. It wasn't going to fly, in your book.
You slammed his door open, kicking it closed as you strode inside. He hardly looked up, but he did raise a brow when set your hands on his desk.
"Yes?" Kai sighed, setting his pen down and looking up at you. His mask was on his chin, and he almost moved his hand to pull it up. But he didn't.