Chapter twelve
Sang-Hoon and Ji-Won returned to the familiar confines of the architectural firm, the energy of the morning adventure still lingering in the air. As they stepped into Ji-Won's office, the city's rhythm reverberated outside the windows, a constant reminder of the world awaiting them beyond blueprints and designs.
Sang-Hoon, with a hint of sincerity in his voice, remarked, "Ji-Won, I mean it. You can't keep burying yourself in work like this. Take breaks, enjoy life. It's not just about the designs and deadlines."
Ji-Won, glancing at the sketches scattered across his desk, nodded appreciatively. "I hear you, Hoon. But you know how it is. The work demands my attention, and I can't afford to let it slip."
Sang-Hoon sighed, his expression carrying a mix of frustration and concern. "Look, Ji-Won, I get it. But you're not a machine. You need rest, you need to live a little. Promise me you'll take breaks, okay?"