After finishing his conversation with Ha-min, Ye-jun came out of the conference room and opened his eyes.
He continued working, his voice still slurred. Yejun, who had finished his coffee while working, headed to the break room to get some more.

“Haam… I’m sleepy…”
As he entered the break room, the scent of coffee wafting from Yejun made his heart pound. Ha-min hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to speak to him or not, but eventually did.

“Yejun, would you like some coffee?”
Yejun is surprised and answers because Ha-min suddenly spoke to him.
“Ugh..ugh..! N..yes..! Haha…”
Ha Min almost bursts out laughing at Ye Jun's surprised expression, but holds it in and says.
“Oh, I didn’t mean to surprise you. I just came to have coffee.”
"Don't drink coffee here. Let's go out and have some alone time, hyung. Like, my lips."
Yejun comes over to make coffee, blaming himself for the gloomy thoughts that keep creeping in whenever he sees Yejun. Coffee is coming from the coffee machine.
The sound of water coming down filled the quiet kitchen. And an awkward atmosphere flowed between the two.Yoo Ha-min stared at Ye-jun's back as he poured himself coffee. Not particularly short, but with a slender build. The back of his neck revealed his white skin. He savored the aroma of coffee, perfectly matching his handsome appearance. Unable to take his eyes off Ye-jun, he pondered to himself.
‘So cute and pretty. I want to hug you from behind.’

“G..Manager..?”
Ha-min is flustered, thinking that his true feelings have been revealed by Ye-jun's call.
“Huh? Why?”
“No.. Since you were spacing out.. Should I make you some coffee?”
Ha-min's heart pounded at Ye-jun's offer to make his coffee for her. He struggled to pull himself together, fearing that if he stayed with Nam Ye-jun, he'd spill his guts.

“Oh, no. I’ll take it.”
But Ha Min's heart is already"Yeah, Hyung, ride it. I want to drink the coffee you made."I was filled with thoughts like this.

Mr. Yejun, are you leaving work early today?
“Haha… I failed again today.. haha”
Ha-min was inwardly angry at Ye-jun's answer.

‘Ha, what kind of kid keeps making my brother work overtime?’
But Ha-min is unable to express his true feelings.
“I see. Then, thank you for your hard work, Yejun.”
-pm11:00
Yejun, finally finished with his work, stretches and stares blankly. He wonders if what he's doing right now is the right thing to do.

“Ugh... It’s finally over.”
Yejun stretches, exhausted, and heads home. Upon arriving home, he enters the small, shabby house, and the empty space feels even more lonely. Leaving his bag behind, he flops down on the bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking, "This morning, Manager Yoo Ha-min told me I was cute."
Yejun couldn't tell if his true feelings were coming out or if it was truly a mistake, but he was troubled by how to feel about Ha-min. "Is Manager Yoo Ha-min gay? Or did he confuse me with someone?"
Yejun, who was so deeply troubled, fell asleep as if he had fainted from exhaustion.
