Hypocrite

Dan-Han watched with cold eyes as Ji-Tae leisurely strolled into his office with an annoying smile etched on his face.

"What did you do?" He asked, but the boy didn't even look at him.

"The view from your office is to die for." He exclaimed as he took in the view from the floor to ceiling window.

"You can have a clearer view when I throw you down this instant." He drawled, making Ji-Tae sigh and roll his eyes before turning towards him with a bored look etched on his face.

"You don't have to threaten me all the time." He hissed.

Dan-Han felt his veins twitch with annoyance, and the next second, the intercom was sent flying towards Ji-Tae, who barely saved his face but not his left ear.

"Ouch." He winced in pain. He touched his ear and felt a small amount of sticky wet substance by the pinna. "What bad aim you have." He mockingly glared at Dan-Han, who was seething with anger from his bones. He hissed and fully turned to him.