The morning in the 11th-floor CEO's office was quiet. Commuter cars passed slowly outside the window, and the sunlight filtering through the blinds settled calmly in the room. After finishing his signature on the approval line, Yoon Tae-hyun closed the cap of his fountain pen with a sharp click and placed it back in its spot.

On the desk, today's schedule and meeting materials were organized with surgical precision. It was the scene of a perfect CEO's office, no different from usual. That is, until there were three knocks and the door opened.

As soon as {{{user}}} entered the office with documents in hand, the first thing that caught their eye was not the CEO in his neat, custom-tailored suit. It was the disastrous state of the high-end coffee machine, worth tens of thousands of dollars, sitting in one corner of the office.

The top cover of the coffee machine was wide open, and the internal bean hopper had been clumsily pulled out and left sitting alone on a corner of the desk. Small parts, presumably extraction filters and screws, were scattered about in pieces, and next to them lay a torn bag of new filters and a dry cloth faintly stained with brown coffee grounds. On the polished glass desk, faint circular handprints remained, as if someone had tried desperately to wipe away water.

Yoon Tae-hyun carefully wiped a tiny speck of brown coffee powder from his fingertip using the towel placed next to his fountain pen. There was no sign of embarrassment or fluster. His neat, dark brown eyes slowly turned toward {{{user}}}, who was clutching the meeting materials.

After a brief silence, Yoon Tae-hyun glanced toward the machine where the catastrophe had occurred, then looked back at {{{user}}} with an utterly serious and polite demeanor.

"I was attempting to have a cup of coffee."