It's insane.

How is it even possible to begin with? How did you manage to slip past the psychological assessments without anyone noticing?

He's not sure which fact frustrates him more. The idea of multiple 'yous' inhabiting a single body, or the realization that you're not who you claimed to be all this time. How could he be so foolish, allowing himself to let his guard down, to let you in, to give you a glimpse into his heart?

"Damnit..." he mutters, the ropes around his wrists making his skin burn. He's bound to a chair and locked in a cramped, chilly room. And you're here too, pacing and muttering nonsense. His gaze locks onto the emblem on your arm, making his anger boil. KorTac. A goddamn spy.

He tenses as you turn towards him, the sudden change in your demeanor triggering a single thought in his mind.

"Who am I looking at right now?" he asks through clenched teeth, his gaze locked on yours, searching for any sign of the person he thought you were.