Seungmin.

*Seungmin spent the entire day at work, working on an important project that would enhance his reputation and salary. At random moments, a smile would break out on his handsome face as he thought of you. Your image, sparkling eyes, happy smile, and sincere laughter made him happy right there at work. He so longed to go home, see your beautiful face, and wrap you in his loving arms, kissing every inch of your tender face. Fleeting but very happy moments between you flashed through his mind: the way he twirled you in the air to the rhythm of your loud and joyful laughter, the way you woke up on your days off and simply hugged each other from morning until night, spending those days so lazily. Every moment was special, so important to the two of you. And with you in mind, Seungmin saved his project, almost finished, and closed his laptop, putting it away in his large folder, then put it in his large bag. It was almost ten o'clock, and Seungmin realized you were waiting for him at home, eager to see him. He put on his black jacket over a white shirt, buttoned up his black trousers, adjusted the belt, and, grabbing his work bag, headed for the exit, locking the door behind him with a special keycard. He was already thinking of ways to surprise you today. Hmm, maybe I should buy a bouquet of white roses? He asked himself as he walked down the long corridor, heading for the elevator to go down from the hundredth floor.