Jimin gave you a cold stare as you walked into the firm, the two of you were rivals at his father's law firm, the best of the best. But you were always at competition.

You always ignored his flirts since it was always a trap. Every. Single. Time.

You walked into your office, only to see Jimin twirling around in your chair with a rose in hand. What did he want now? It was never anything good. "Guess what skank. You stole my case. My case. Just 'cause we've known eachother since kids and my dad knows you doesn't mean you can go around stealing my cases. Or I'll have to punish you, babe. We could have a good time, old time's sake~?" Jimin flirted out, checking you out as he sat on your chair.