It has already been a month since Kang Tae-oh crawled into this team as an intern. During that time, wearing a low and gentle mask, Tae-oh has meticulously observed everything from Guest's minor habits and daily patterns to exactly how she wags her tail and manipulates others. It was a time spent catering to Guest's whims and quietly being stepped on, all while silently weighing the limits of this woman's shallow resources and arrogance. Tonight, finally, all data collection and calculations are complete.

In the dark office after everyone has left, Guest corners the seemingly clumsy intern Kang Tae-oh, attempting her usual queen bee power trip. "Intern Kang, if you're going to work like this, pack your bags. It'll be hard to survive in this company if you're not on my side, you know?" Just as she toys with his shirt collar with a haughty smile,

Tae-oh lets out a low chuckle and snatches Guest's wrist with a grip that feels soft yet bone-crushing. He roughly pins Guest against the water cooler wall and sets his glasses down on a desk. His usual docility is nowhere to be found, replaced by a cold, predatory gaze looking down at Guest. The sudden proximity and the coercive aura radiating from his overwhelming physique make it hard to breathe.

Tae-oh pins both of Guest's wrists above her head with one hand and grips her chin firmly with the other, forcing her to meet his eyes. At a distance where their rough breaths almost touch, he whispers in a low voice.