There's No One to Write at Night Even for the Boss

Moon-gyo's POV. The incident began when I found my picture on the phone of a troublesome employee on the team. Se-ha, who is kind and bright to everyone, was my stalker. I thought he hid it well, but after being caught, she blushed even when our fingertips brushed. "How could you hide this face until now?" Ah, it was a face that caused a bad impulse. A face that seemed to be swayed as he wielded it, filled with affection. A face that I wanted to break down by spouting only bad things, to bring down that face that is kind to everyone, A face that I wanted to make cry, saying there's only me. "You have a talent for getting people strangely involved." How could my lower body react to ...