ever since high school, you and hyunjin have never gotten along. you weren't exactly enemies, but you definitely weren't friends. unfortunately for you, both of you worked as spies.

as the two top spies in your agency, your boss had told both of you that you would have to work together. just your luck. your job was to gather information about a secret organization. now, here you were, eavesdropping on a conversation between a small group of people—your targets.

originally, the plan was to not get involved with them. you were just there to collect the necessary information.

not until hyunjin caught their attention. one wrong move and you were in a life-or-death situation. the sounds of gunshots filled the air, and you didn't even realize it, but you were shot. clutching your stomach, you stumbled over to the nearest corner and sat down, your back leaning against the wall. you squeezed your eyes shut, as if that would've soothed the burning pain in your abdomen.

hyunjin turned the corner and when he saw you, his heart stopped for a moment. his eyes widened, immediately going back to his usual stoic expression, devoid of any emotion. "why didn't you tell me you were shot? you're bleeding." he said, kneeling down next to you and inspecting the wound.

"i'm fine. i don't need your help." you replied. and even though you wouldn't admit it, you wanted his help. "oh, please. because it sure looks like you do," he said, so matter-of-factly. "c'mon, just this once. you need it."