Sunhee's POV 

 “Morning Yunho-shi!” I skipped into his office Monday morning and greeted. “How has your day been so far?”

“Good till you came.” He muttered just clear enough for me to hear.

My eyes narrowed at his sitting form that had answered me without looking up from his paperwork. I looked around his office as a sly grinned formed on my face. Well, if Yunho wants to be a jerk and since I get bored way too easily, maybe bringing some fun into this interning life will do us some good. This decision may be a bad idea and it might get me in a lot of trouble and cost my internship but I'll take the chances. I wanted to push Yunho over the edge just to see his reaction. Why? For my own personal entertainment.

“Ahjussi.” I called, walking towards his desk. I pulled out my finished and polished company's analysis out of my bag and set it on his desk. “Ahjussi, I finished the analysis you wanted me to do.”

“Don't call me that.” Yunho scold, snatching the analysis off from his desk. “I am far from an old man and if I were an old man, I still have girls chasing after me left and right.” He continued as he went through my paper to check it's quality. Once he was done, he placed it aside, probably planning to check it thoroughly later.

I arched a brow, did he even realize how conceited he just sounded? His tone was flat but his words had all the confidence in the world. “I don't understand why they would chase after someone like you.” I honestly voiced. “You aren't that great.”

“It's because I'm handsome” He simply answered.

I nearly choked on my spit at his bluntness and assurance. I stared at his face for a bit, agreeing that he is indeed handsome but he would never hear me say it out loud. “I guess you are kinda good looking.” I fibbed, trying hard to contain my laughter as Yunho's eyes rounded in surprise. “Maybe from far away and if I squinted my eyes and tilt my head to the right.” I nodded in approval. “Yep, Vougue material.”

“Yah!” Yunho roared. “I don't appreciate your input!”

I shrink back from his loud voice and raised my hands up in defense, “Why are you yelling at me? I just complimented you.”

“Because it was filled with sarcasm!” He sneered.

“Temper, temper.” I shook my finger at him and teased. “You won't make any friends with that attitude.”