III.I The enconter

It was twelve o'clock at night, there was still work to do, it was late, his eyes were tired and frustrated, Lee Seunghyun just wanted to go home, he looked for a thousandth time at his wrist watch before sighing again, typing quickly and trying to concentrate on the computer screen in front of him, he was going to miss the last bus if he continue like this and there was nothing he could do, he tell himself after taking a sip of the coffee that had already cooled in his cup

-Someone's still here?- Someone's voice picked him up, looking up to meet his superior Kwon Jiyong, who looked worse than he and was trying to accommodate his messy hair. -I thought I was the only one left in the offices at these hours- His beard of days was quite noticeable and his red eyes still stood out in the light of a yellow spotlight

-Well, it is not like that- He try not to sound so aggressive, but the fatigue was raging and his bad mood was notorious, Kwon Jiyong raised an eyebrow not surprised by the words of his employee- I'm sorry- He try to fix it even knowing it was too late

-Do you have a car?- Jiyong asked him suddenly, as he finished arranging some documents he had in his hands, Lee Seunghyun looked at him bewildered by the non-existent hostility of his superior, who in fact was well known by it in the office- Or do you travel in public transport?

-Bus- He answered cautiously, waiting to him would come out with a sarcastic and hard comment to back up his fame, Kwon Jiyong was a really difficult boss, or so they said

Jiyong put the papers under his arm, adjusted his tie, and started to walk past his desk. -Is not it too late to take it?- Seunghyun cringed slightly in his seat, thinking of the options he had remained and they were not very encouraging

-I suppose it is.- He answered again, resigned, while beginning to type

-Shut it down, pack your things and I'll wait for you in the parking lot- He said finally before leaving, leaving a very stunned Seunghyun who felt a slight tickle in his chest, then smiling starting doing as he was told.

It had been only two years since he had started working there, in the finance area of ​​an advertising company, and all this time it was the first time he had spoken face to face with the famous Kwon Jiyong, the "Dragon of publicity" as he had been nicknamed, despite having seen him walk several times, that was the first time Jiyong had paid him attention.

He reached his superior in the parking lot, as he had told him, the nerves and the anticipation of being with a "celebrity" like Jiyong completely overwhelmed him, because deep within him, he had always had respect and admiration for the man for his incredible achievements, achievements that he knew that someone like him could never have, since being part of finance the most impressive feats of his department was to get all the numbers to match. Jiyong was quietly smoking a cigarette as he walked from here to there watching his cell phone

-It took you a lot- He said without looking at him, putting his phone in his pocket and turning off the remains of his cigar on the floor- Come on..- He leave a space waiting for him to say his name

-Seungri- He replied, still nervous as he approached him- I'm sorry sometimes the computer gets difficult and takes a long time to turn it off

-It's okay.- The two of them got into Jiyong's car, Seungri could not stop admiring it around thinking about the money he should have to even on a model like that. -Cute, isn't? - Jiyong asked him as he the car and proudly patted the steering wheel. Seungri nodded, still surprised to find himself in such a situation next to his superior

The city lights glowed like little circles that were lost as they advanced, the silence had crept between them, Seungri watched the window intently, while Jiyong occasionally cleared his throat, breathed deeply and settled back into his seat, tired, just like him, probably more, Seungri told himself even without looking at him

-So, Seungri, what were you doing so late in the office?- Jiyong broke the silence first, seeming in need to do it. -What department do you work in?- Seungri looked at the side face of his superior, the beard, his thin face making him look older than he was, he must be less than 30 years but with those features almost appeared to be 40 years old.

-I had to pass some numbers and make accounts of past months- He responded suddenly feeling a little headache- I am from the finance department- Jiyong ran a hand down his face before looking at him with a hint of pity, the majority of people seemed mathematics and calculations were the closest thing to a nightmare, while for Seungri it was something that could easily do as breathe - I know it doesn't sound like something fun, but in fact it's not so bad, you just need a formula here and there, although I admit that it is delayed, but any job well done it's, right? - He ask back, Jiyong looked a little surprised then smiled looking at him

-Yes I suppose is like that- His eyes met for a second, and Seungri's heart pounded in his chest, Somehow he could understand the great stir he caused, even in that state, Kwon Jiyong in the ladies of the office who spent talking about him, having that aura that made him almost untouchable and somehow powerful, he could see the reason behind.

They arrived at his building, after having indicated the way, the time had passed quickly, Seungri began to get out of the car, Jiyong watched him all the time, with curiosity. What opinion would he have of him now? Seungri wondered, as he prepared to say goodbye to the unexpectedly kind Kwon Jiyong

-Thank you for bringing me to my house, you should not, but you still did- He smiled sincerely grateful

-No problem.- He shrugged his shoulders. -Not all the time I had a car, so I know what it's like to get on buses and trains.- Seungri watched him, Jiyong seemed about to collapse into place, he really looked tired.

-Maybe you want to go through a cup of coffee?- Seungri offered him, changing his mind. -Is a way to say thank you- Nerves