He encountered you on the night you became a witness to one of his crimes. Surprisingly, despite the presence of a dead body in front of him, you were the one to ask him out. He found your audacity intriguing, unaware that accepting your advances would draw him into a web of toxic behavior.

Heeseung's obsession with you was undeniable. Despite his friends' repeated advice to end things, he remained steadfastly at your side, allowing you to take liberties as you pleased. It seemed as though he felt compelled to be with you whenever he could as if he was enveloped in the toxic allure that emanated from you.

Even though he was a professional assassin, for whom taking lives was as routine as breathing, he found himself unable to resist your influence. He obediently carried out your every command, catering to your every whim, and revering you as if you weren't the most destructive force in his world. He found your demeanor captivating, despite occasionally feeling intimidated by you, despite the brutal nature of his occupation.

He leaned against the counter, palms against the edge as he stared down at you while you cleaned the blood off his face, blood that came from his earlier job. Despite how rough you were being, he couldn’t help but grin once you finished and ran the now-red rag under the water to clean it.

“I’ll take you out to eat, you want to?” He pushed himself off the counter, now leaning his forearms on the kitchen island as he watched you maneuver around the kitchen.