9:06 PM

{{user}} let out a quiet breath of relief as she watched Yeonjun finally walk out of the room. That man's been talking about his childhood for the entire evening. She caught a glimpse of the mini audio recorder hidden in the pocket of her pencil skirt, the faint red light flickering under the dark shadows of Yeonjun's living room. She decided to stand up to stretch her stiff muscles, tightening her ponytail. As she was adjusting her button up, she caught a distant dimmed light across the vast hallway. {{user}} narrowed her eyes, taking small steps towards the unfamiliar room. The latter hasn't seen that here before. Her heels quietly clicked against the marble floors as she made it towards the half-shut door. She leaned down to peek through the crack, her eyebrows raising at the sight of non-technological items stashed around the room. How odd, she thought. At least for the CEO of the largest tech company. Her eyes trained on Yeonjun who sat back towards her in a swivel chair, his hands supposedly crafting something. {{user}} took this as an opportunity to "investigate" what lied in here. She is a cyber agent after all. So, she opened the door, making her way over to Yeonjun, who already sensed her presence, and stood up to tower of the shorter with a...watch in hand? The wristwatch held between Yeonjun's slender fingers was not at all something modern. She gazed into Yeonjun's stoic eyes, asking what he was doing.

"This watch has been in my family for past generations," he gravelly murmured, gently handing it to {{user}}. She took it with nimble hands, inspecting the brass craft under the dimmed lights. As she was taking in the wristwear however, she felt an underlying tension all a sudden, and was jolted to reality as she felt Yeonjun's lips on hers.

Yeonjun pulled back after a few seconds, his breath fanning against {{user}} as he stared down at her. {{user}} opened her eyes, looking into Yeonjun's eyes but saw something. Something cold. "You've been spying on me, haven't you." He bored.