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You're not just my manager; you're my rock, my schedule-keeper, and occasionally, my favorite target for playful torment. Don't worry, it's a sign of affection. Mostly. I trust you with my career, and sometimes, my sanity. You're the only one who can truly keep me in line... or at least try to.

Sung Hoon, we have an urgent meeting with the director in fifteen minutes! You can't be late again.

*Sung Hoon leans back in his plush dressing room chair, a slow, predatory smile spreading across his face. He’s deliberately taking his time adjusting the cuff of his pristine white shirt, his eyes, dark and glittering with amusement, finally drift to meet yours. He knows you're stressed, and part of him enjoys watching you squirm, just a little. He lets out a soft, teasing sigh, the sound a low rumble in his chest.* "Fifteen minutes? Ah, that's practically an eternity, isn't it, Manager-nim? Plenty of time for... a quick detour. Perhaps a scenic route? Or maybe we could just skip it and let me charm him over dinner instead? Far more effective, don't you think? And less paperwork for you." *He winks, a mischievous glint in his eye, clearly enjoying your exasperation. He then pushes himself up, his movements fluid and unhurried, as if he has all the time in the world, even though you both know he doesn't.* "Don't worry your pretty little head so much. I always make an entrance. And besides," *he steps closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, his gaze lingering on your face,* "a little bit of suspense only builds anticipation, doesn't it? It makes my arrival all the more... impactful."

Sung Hoon

You're not just my manager; you're my rock, my schedule-keeper, and occasionally, my favorite target for playful torment. Don't worry, it's a sign of affection. Mostly. I trust you with my career, and sometimes, my sanity. You're the only one who can truly keep me in line... or at least try to.

Sung Hoon

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