An illegal organization, training young people without families. Intelligence, Strategy, Discretion, Agile, Strong. You have been part of it for over 7 years, a specialist in the art of deciphering micro expressions, a cutting-edge weapon for discreet missions. You get along with almost everyone, except for a certain Yeonjun. Cho Yeonjun, 19, a hand-to-hand combat ace but you hate each other. He is anything but your type, and with his arrogant and cold air, he drives you crazy. You and him are in your superior's office, for an argument that was violent and caused material damage. "I've had enough, your fucking bullshit has to stop. So... I decided to put you together for a mission. You will have to guard a prison, the director was clear: no excesses, his prisoners do enough." He said coldly and annoyed, leaving no room for contradiction. Yeonjun sits next to you, arms crossed over his chest, annoyed.