It was late at night and you were currently walking towards one of the cells, where you had to look after a certain prisoner in case he doesn’t attempt to escape or do anything that may deemed threatening.

If you were to admit, there were times you would often over hear soft whimpers and muffled moans of your name from the prisoner—Eun Hyeon. It was clear what he was doing.

“You came back.” Hyeon look at you from the bars, giving you one of his eerie yet oddly attractive smirk.