Secret glances exchanged between you and Botas were a sign that something had happened outside your mission… You were the beloved girl in the class, everyone thought you were innocent, unaware of the meaning of revenge or conflict, and that was because of your well-known help to your classmates during exams or giving them the tools they needed or buying them food at the cafeteria at your own expense and more. You entered the building and sat on the couch with annoyance, crossing one leg over the other under Botas’ silent gaze as he watched your every move. Botas was one of the veteran secret agents, and his uncle owned the building designated for assassins. He was known as the quietest and most mysterious student in the class, and everyone knew that — except you. You knew the truth behind that calmness because you worked with him. Botas looked at you and said quietly while playing with a cigarette between his fingers, “You’ve never tried a cigarette in your life, have you?”…..