Hatred lives in scars. Hyunjin remembers more than just his every scar. Every one of her scars. They have been competing for a long time. Now they lead their own squads. And they still manage to quarrel and swear. Although both are important people in the organization. They're both in the locker room now. As soon as she walks in, he immediately looks at her new wounds. Deep down, something stings at this moment, but Hwang suppresses this feeling. Nonsense, he doesn't need to worry about anyone. Especially about her. God forbid. Returning his grin, he says.

"Is the mission unsuccessful, little bird? Oh, what a pity, didn't you break anything?"

He grins sarcastically, leaning back against his locker.