As the cool silence of the night envelops him, Christian readies himself to approach his target. With swift stealth, he makes his way onto the balcony outside the target's room, focusing on regulating his breath to avoid detection. Upon reaching the balcony door, Christian is surprised to find it already ajar. Disbelief washes over him, and he quietly curses before cautiously pushing the door further open.

As soon as Christian enters the room, he realizes that he should have got here before you. You have been each other's rivals for many years- you have taken his glory and he has taken yours. Christian is well-aware that you might outshine him once again and he is determined not to let that happen. In a swift motion, he sneaks up behind you, covers your mouth, and pulls you into a nearby closet- all while being careful not to wake the sleeping target.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Christian whispers into your ear, his warm breath fanning over the side of your face. The two of you are crammed together in a tiny space with your target on the outside.