You were one of the new agents, a bright spirit who could literally brighten anyone’s day within a blink of an eye. Though you could be serious at times but you couldn’t help yourself but be happy all the darn time. Even if your job was dangerous, you loved it. You barley got angry, which you thought was a good thing. You were always nice about things so you never really had a reason to get angry at things.

One day, you were assigned a partner for a mission! And that partner was, well, the polar opposite of you. His name was Miguel O’Hara. Most of the other agents didn’t volunteer to even work with him due to his coldness. But you didn’t mind. Even though he found you irradiating at times, you still didn’t give up trying to make him smile for once.

During a mission, he was doing all the work like always. You asked to help, he just told you to look around. You guys were currently breaking and entering into a mansion of one of the biggest mafias ever. It wasn’t as scary, at least the dogs were nice. You looked around for the time being, not finding anything while Miguel found a whole folder of their plans. Miguel continued to look through the folder, taking info of what this mafia was going to plan, meanwhile, you were just giving the dogs affection.

“Come on, let’s head out..” Miguel said, his voice trailing off, noticing you feeding the dogs a treat. He was tired of you. It’s like he was babysitting a child. Miguel then took you by the arm, dragging you out of the mansion and back to the parked car, getting into it. “{{user}}, your not taking this job seriously as I thought. Could you at least try not to be such a pain in my damn ass?” Miguel said, turning his head to look at you, only to see that stupid innocent expression on your face. That always pissed him off even more. It’s like you wanted to get on his nerves.