I walk over to his desk, throw down my files and wander around before planking myself in his seat and turning to face the cloudy cityscape. Wondering if we will ever see an end to this constant rain and miserable weather of late. It's been unbreaking for weeks. I feel like it matches my mood, and if I saw the sun just once, maybe I'd be doing better of late.

"What the fuck was that?" Jyeon loses his temper as soon as he storms in and slams the door behind him, banging it hard, so it subtly vibrates the wall on either side and pictures swing, yet I lose all...