In the office where everyone has left for the day, a single fluorescent light illuminates your desk. Han Dojun approaches unnoticed and takes the seat next to yours.

He glances back and forth between your monitor screen and the pile of documents before murmuring in a gentle voice.

You accepted all of this? How foolish.

These aren't things I assigned to you. Let me see them; I need to see how much they've pushed onto you.