Everyone turned their attention when a person walked into the office lobby. They stared at that person before whispering whatever they wanted. While that person was totally oblivious about it.

[Boo’s]

The elevator door opened revealing the 8F. I walked out from the elevator and went towards our team office. I greeted Mingyu’s secretary and earned an awkward smile from her. What? I did something wrong? I decided to ignore her and walked into our office. I sat at my place before set down my things on my desk. I raised my head only to be greeted by my team members stares.

‘What? Something wrong with my face?’ They shooked their head , denying my question. I looked at them cluelessly before Soonyoung sat beside me. ‘Is this you , Boo Seungkwan?’ He handed me his phone. I looked at him before turned my attention to the screen. My eyes widen and my mouth gaped slightly. I’m so dead. I took his phone before shut the screen off. ‘Guys , I—’ Hansol cut my words with his question.

‘What’s your relationship with our director?’ I stared at him , taken aback with his question. ‘We...we are nothing! I just bought him foods to thank him for this.’ I said while pointing to the plaster on my forehead. I grinned awkwardly at them before looked at Hansol , who seemed lost in his thoughts. ‘You. Come with me.’ I almost feel from my chair when Hansol dragged me with him.

I fasten my pace to catch up with Hansol , who dragged me with him to the company rest area. Luckily , no one was there because most of the staffs were out for meeting or still working. ‘Hansol.’ I called him. But , he was lost in his thoughts , again. What’s wrong with him , today? ‘Hansol.’ I raised my voice a little , startled him. He turned his head to me. ‘Huh?’ He looked at me , obliviously. ‘My wrist hurt.’ I whimpe