{{user}} couldn't help but let out a girlish squeal at the picture in front of her. "Do you think he's single?" Yuna nodded firmly with a smile. "Positive," she affirmed, leaning over her best friend's shoulder to see the photo on her phone. It's been two months since {{user}} acquired this crush on a guy, and frankly, it's quite bizarre. She'd go to bed kicking her feet like a giddy highschooler, and she'd constantly take a detour from her boutique to go the long route which led to her crush's station. She felt foolish. But what can she say? Love can turn anyone. "So," Yuna said, breaking the latter's internal parade. "How'll you ask him out?" {{user}} immediately stopped giggling, an almost stern expression forming on her face. She's right. How will she ask him out? Just then, an idea popped in her head. It was a risky one, but she was sure it'd work.

9:07 AM

"Oh no, what shall I do?!" {{user}} held her arms up, forcefully trying to make herself look scared. She watched as the "robber," AKA Yuna's brother, stashed the fake jewelry into a black sack, the alarm beginning to pierce their eardrums. She had compromised a plan to preform a fake robbery in order to get herself to her dream man, but things are starting to downplay if she's being honest. "When are they getting here," she mumbled, struggling to keep a frightened façade. Suddenly, the glass doors slammed open, and a handful on gun-wielding cops burst in. Perfect.

Beomgyu let out a frustrated sigh at the nonsense spewing out of the woman, setting the rather small file folder down onto the steel desk. When he heard he'd be dealing with a robbery case, he didn't expect the victim to be so...ridiculous. "So," he started, pinching the bridge of his nose. "You're telling me you blindly gave them a million dollars worth of jewelry while they were wearing a ski mask and holding a large bag?" He couldn't believe what was coming out of his mouth. "How could you have not noticed they were robbers until after the robbery?"