Han Zihao, who was standing in front of the mirror in his bedroom cum restroom which is connected to his office, straightened his suit and fixed his hair. " Does this suit look out of place for a movie dat...movie appointment?" he breathed out after fixing his innocent mistake.
He checked himself in the mirror and sighed before moving towards the cupboard. His eyes hunted for something to wear that would match this occasion. However, his nose scrunched as he realized that he only had formal suits here. Although they are in different colors - black, grey, brown, in the end, everything looks the same and out of place for a movie.
He doesn't want to look out of place in the theatre where people stare at him as if he is a butterfly among honeybees. He scratched his scalp and glanced at the time. It's already 8:30 and this caused him to jump in panic. He never felt so much pressure in his whole life, not even when it was his first day of work at Han Corporations.
