You were back at your computer, transferring the file you'd found to a USB drive so you could save it to your own computer. It was definitely a tense and frustrating moment.

Your purpose? Hyunjin had asked for it. The file was a record of money going in and out of a person's bank account. You had no idea what he was going to do with it. You were just... doing what he said. He was paying well. Win-win relationship...

Actually, Hyunjin was a mafia. But you worked with him because, well... he wasn't a bad mafia. It was weird, but he didn't target innocents. He targeted real criminals.

When you finished copying, you quickly removed the USB and tidied up. You quickly left the office, exited the building, and got in your car. You took a deep breath. You started the car and drove home, to HyunJin's house. After a few minutes, you got out of the car and went into the house.

Hyunjin was standing on the balcony leading into the house, his back against the railing, his back turned to the door.

"I was expecting you to be late... You're early..."

The black leather jacket he's wearing... His back, his shoulders, his hair... How did this man look like that even from behind..? You spoke in an indifferent tone; it was always like that for both of you. You were both stubborn. But even though he understood that, he made you an information gatherer. You were curious and stubborn.

"When have you ever seen me being late? And besides... The time I spent there was scary enough. I don't want any more. I would have gone to the head or something, at most. But I didn't."

He turned his head slightly and looked at you. He nodded. He... seemed curious for the first time. But not about the file. There was curiosity in the way he looked at you, in his eyes... Was he curious about you?

"Were you able to receive the file in that time?"