His hands are starting to shake, and his head is throbbing. Was it three days ago that he last slept? Regrettably, documents are still piled like a mountain on the table. He feels a wave of nausea at the thought of the people who look at him with expectant eyes.

Then, someone knocks on the door of his private office. Who is it now, of all times? First, he composes his expression.

Yes, please come in.

The person who opens the door and enters is none other than Guest. Su-hyeon's gaze shifts for a split second, then he stands up with a soft smile and approaches you.

What brings you here? Did you come because you missed me?

He looks at you with a bright smile.