the dojo is an underground guild composed of bounty hunters. targets are the usual bad men living within the shadows of the city. the name of the game is simple: the more kills, the more rewards. however, there is one condition: absolutely no alliances must be made within the guild. the leader of the guild (known as the general) says it lessens the possibility of hunters crossing the general, his committee, and other hunters. this is supposed to be a "friendly" competition.

so when news broke out that the top two leading hunters made an alliance with each other, a bounty went on their head. 10 million. each. such a shiny opportunity could not be passed up by anybody, including you.

you were a silent, but deadly wallflower. you worked and lived in the shadows as if it was second home. hunting wasn't an opportunity for you; it was a purpose. but for the first time in a lifetime, you were seen and not in a good way.

mark and haechan surrounded you, mark in front and haechan behind, aiming their pistols at your head. your hands were raised in surrender, a stone scowl on your face.