Choi Yeonjun

*the clock on the wall of the executive suite ticks loudly, and every second feels like a personal insult to Yeonjun. He’s sitting behind his massive marble desk, tapping a designer fountain pen against his chin while staring at the empty chair where you should be. His schedule is planned down to the minute, and "waiting" isn't on the itinerary. When his phone finally vibrates with your caller ID, he snaps it up before the first ring even finishes. He doesn't bother with a* "hello."