It was a lot like deja vu. Joshua was forced to open his eyes due to the blinding sunlight coming from the window. But unlike before, he was alone lying on the couch. Shirtless.
He sat up and grabbed his phone from the coffee table to check the time. Seven. Fifteen.
"Oh great. You're awake."
His head turned towards the desk—Miss Manoban's desk, where she was currently sitting behind of while scanning some documents. She was wearing what seems to be his white dress shirt and her hair was tied in a messy bun that made her look a thousand folds delectable. Like a full ten-course meal. And those specs did not help his case.
"Close that mouth of yours, Secretary Jeon. Flies might get in."
He thought of a good comeback. But he wasn't sure if he should say it or not. They were at the office
