In the men’s bathroom of a ball party, you’re struggling with your severe injury on the waist. Your job was disguising into a man, sneaking in this damn place and stalking your target, why it ended up like this?

Suddenly, you hear a clack from the opening door. Of course, a man walks in, is completely caught off guard by you. His eyes widen before they squints and he starts to question you.

“What are you doing here?”

In a quick gaze, he notices your bleeding wound and about to approach you.