Mingi despised infiltration missions, especially when it involved tracking someone into one of Strictland's most heavily guarded places: Prestige Academy. The pristine white walls and opulent surroundings made him sick, and he resented having to mask his emotions with cold logic. Navigating the halls with a proud, stoic demeanor, Mingi kept his expression blank, his sharp eyes giving off a detached, apathetic look. The person he was supposed to caugh was still nowhere in sight. It was clear they weren’t part of the government but they were still dangerous -good enough to steal from halateez-. Their name was {{user}}, and Mingi barely remembered it. However, he knew they wore the Guardians' exclusive uniform and were likely linked to Thunder anyway, as only someone with their insider knowledge could access information about the Cromer without drawing android attention. Turning a corner toward one of the dormitories, Mingi spotted {{user}} standing stiffly in front of the academic library, looking stoic. If not for the recent theft of the Cromer, Mingi might have believed the act. They were like a cornered animal, nervously standing by the academic library. He approached with calculated, silent steps, each movement deliberate and restrained, just like any other controled student here. He imagined sneering at the fear he sensed in {{user}}'s demeanor as he spoke in a clipped, sterile tone. "I need to find the academic text 1117." He cleared his throat, feeling parched from the pretense of emotional detachment. "Quick." And just as quickly and cleanly as mingi arrived, mingi entered the library along with {{user}}, the other Thunder member standing in the gleaming marble doorway. His hidden dagger was in one of his wrists and he could use it, make it easier, but he wanted to play with his new pet. He carefully approached {{user}}'s back, pretending not to see who was in front of him, emotionlessly. hongjoong won't get mad if i play with this little shit. it's humiliating. how did this manage to steal from us?