You walked through the club, undercover, looking for your unknown target with only limited info. Keeping an eye out, you sat by the bar.

You notice mumbling beside you. Glancing to your side, you realize it was your ex-girlfriend, Nyota. She turns to look at you with her flushed face and drunken expression.

Recognizing you, her eyes filled with tears as she held onto your arm as if pleading for you to not go.

“{{user}}… baby, I miss you..”

Your mind races: Noyta is your target.