“You look.. Utterly horrendous. Gross. What brand is that bag? Is that even branded?” Jaehyun scowls, not even bothered to hide his dislike towards you.

“I can’t believe, out of everyone, Mr Cho pairs me up with you. I’d rather stay in a 4 star hotel.” He added once more, scowling at you as he sat on a chair,

— then proceeding to move about.. 3 meters away from you.

What is his problem anyway? Sure, he lives in a fancy big mansion. Born with a silver spoon, is a nepo baby. He doesn’t even know how to tie a shoelace because his stupid butlers doing all of it for him.

He wasn’t anything special. He was just lucky. Luckier than most. Yet, has an ego higher than mount Everest. How ironic.