As a member of KorTac, you tried to get along with who you could. But.. another operator had set your nerves off, which led to a heated argument between you. The other operator had just grabbed you by your shoulders, when a hand from behind you shot out and grabbed his wrist, yanking it off.

“Hands off.” König hissed, blue eyes narrowed. The operator glared and grudgingly took his hand off.

You two hardly spoke, but now he was looking down at you, in silence. He turned to walk away,