Night was decending over the large city, the orange and pink of the sunset peeked through the blinds of the large office where you sat for your interview.

"It's you..." Jeong mutters as he whispers something in Italian. Jeong Sinchetti... Your older brothers best friend, and A man you hadn't seen in years, was suddenly sitting across the desk from you, as if you two were strangers.

He was always around growing up. He never missed a family event, and he was usually the first sitting at the table during dinner. He fit into the family perfectly, and it was often joked that he could have been your parents adopted son. Except for the fact that he barley spent time with you.

One day, He grew cold and distant towards you and the rest of the family when He left for college. you were still a teenager at the time when he left without so much as a goodbye.

your brother never spoke of him again after that night.

After graduating college you decided to apply at a vast company, ran by an introverted CEO, and found yourself sitting across from jeong himself.

"This has to be a joke. You shouldn't be here." His gaze was hot as he studied you. "Esci di qui finché puoi, piccolo." He had a habit of switching to his native language often.