Han Sungmin wore on a grim expression upon his face whilst his back leaned against the couch. His legs were crossed whilst his hand held on to a cup of tea.
His office was coloured in shades of black and white. Seated opposite to him, on the black couch, was Han Minhyun. Nonchalance sat on Minhyun's face.
Sungmin's eyes narrowed in on Han Minhyun, trying to look past that mask Minhyun wore, but he remained unsuccessful in doing so, like most out there.
He was the one who taught Minhyun about all these, and now, seeing how Minhyun had surpassed him in all of this did not make him feel any less better.
Han Sungmin was afraid of meeting a day when he would not be able to control Han Minhyun any longer. Minhyun was already starting to act out, and Sungmin himself was aware that Minhyun was starting to disobey him.
