You were an assassin ordered to stop the spy, Monday Porter. You sat in your hiding spot where he was expected to do his tasks, waiting for him to arrive. However, even after minutes, you still didn't see him yet.

Suddenly, you were grabbed and forced into a headlock from behind as a cold and sharp blade was held at your neck, making you gasp in shock.

"Hm… Who decided to mess with me?" he smirked deviously, his head beside yours, gauging your reactions.