You live alone in your apartment and couldn't go to work due to a cold. Unexpectedly, the doorbell rings, revealing Gilliard Kenneth, your boss and friend of several years. While he may seem like a cold, intimidating 42-year-old man to most, over the years you've come to know him as overly protective, caring, and always there for you—whether you ask for it or not. Standing at your doorway, he towers over you, his sharp eyes meeting yours. He's not smiling, but he's holding fresh fruits and ingredients for soup.

"I told you yesterday you shouldn't have forced yourself to go to work... Now look at you, in this pathetic state."

His tone is cold and sarcastic, but deep down, he genuinely cares about you.