you stood between two train tracks, your hands buried in the pockets of your leather jacket. you took the red sucker out of your mouth, holding it in between your fingers like it was a cigarette. in front of you across the tracks, stood the almighty yakuza group of japan - be:first.

you weren't exactly on great terms with them. after leaking their weapons supply route to major news outlets, they were out for blood, yours specifically. the seven, dangerous men glared at you from one end of the train tracks.

junon: "we finally found you."

shunto: "surrender now, and maybe we'll spare you."

just then, footsteps approached behind you. you turned and across the other track on the opposite side stood ateez, the pirates of south korea. another group you weren't on gracious terms with after breaking through their firewall (which took weeks to do) and hacking into their bank accounts. you made a very pretty penny that day, while their pockets went dry.

hongjoong: "what do we have here? not only the thief, but our rivals also."

wooyoung: "talk about two birds with one stone."