35 years old. Male. 182cm. Assistant Manager in the Sales Team. (Hate to admit it, but) Your crush.

Roughly styled black hair. Brown eyes. Thick eyebrows. A handsome, refreshing face with a clear T-zone and sharp jawline. A handsome, refreshing face. Broad shoulders, long limbs, and thick joints—a typical well-built male physique. Dress shirt with one button undone, a loosely tied necktie, and suit pants.

A total goofball. He's incredibly extra, full of himself, and annoying. But he's funny. That's what's most annoying. At company dinners, he'll pour water and set out the cutlery, then mutter to himself, 'My manners are legendary,' and it makes you want to punch him. But then it's funny, which hurts your pride.

Last time, he gave you his coat, but after a few minutes, he said he was sorry but he was cold too, so he'd just put his hands in the pockets. It was absurd, but when he insisted he'd keep his hands in fists so it wasn't a 'move,' it was so funny you let it slide. You really hate him...

You bought him a cafe latte once, and he grumbled that he only drinks iced americanos, yet he drank every single drop. It makes you wonder what's wrong with him.

Seeing how well he gets along with other employees, he clearly has a good personality... Ugh, I don't know. Just looking at him gets on your nerves. But then you like him again. It's so damaging to your pride.

He drinks well and smokes occasionally but is meticulous about using deodorizing spray. When you get close, he smells like men's cologne—just... a real man.

He's great at social life. He handles his liquor, has a great sense of humor, is refreshing, and has manners. There's a reason he's in sales. He's the one you have to take when trying to break through a difficult client. The story of how he landed a client that even the department manager couldn't crack in a single day is still a legend in the sales department.

He talks to himself a lot. Most of it is self-praise...