Lee Minho 22

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

Minho feels a huge wave of anger threatening to flood his entire consciousness, he tries to control it, wincing until he can see the stars under his closed eyelids.

Damn problems with aggression. He, the company director, supposed to be restrained, often barely restrained himself from losing his temper over the stupidity of one of his subordinates.

His fingers are already clenching into a fist, anger is spreading through his veins, and the man knows that in a second he will either smash the phone against the wall or yell at someone innocent.

• Mr. Li?

Jisung's voice is certainly pleasant, and his assistant's appearance always exudes an aura of calm and confidence. But right now, it's completely unhelpful.

"Go away," Minho snaps, not opening his eyes, but pressing down on them through his lids. "You have five seconds, Jisung, before I send you out of here on leave if you don't leave me alone."