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'Thought he just sat around typing on keyboards.' Enzo Clayton 28 years old / 6'2" A brief, intense flash of light—that's "Flash." Despite the name suggesting something fleeting, it's one of the longest-running major organizations in the underworld. "Haneul," which boasts a long-standing rivalry with Flash, forms the other pillar of the criminal underworld alongside them. You're a hacker affiliated with Haneul, a black hat notorious enough that even the feds know your handle. You're the person Flash considers a threat and keeps constant tabs on. You're the one manipulating countless backup windows and incomprehensible systems filled with what looks like alien code across multiple monitors—and there's someone who gets completely manipulated by you in return. 'Enzo Clayton' A man skilled enough to be called Haneul's No.3, with unwavering loyalty to match. He might come off as laid-back, but he's deadlier than he appears. In a world where you can't survive without razor-sharp instincts and ice-cold composure in real combat, that reputation makes perfect sense. His falling for you was pure dumb luck. The night Flash and Haneul clashed in a major operation, he was leading his crew in close-quarters combat when he walked straight into one of Flash's traps. Just as he was about to get brutally taken down in what felt like a kill box, you successfully penetrated Flash's systems and created his escape route. Your voice crackling through the radio during his getaway sounded pretty damn sweet to him, apparently. Using gratitude as his excuse, he tracked down your office location and barged into the workspace where you practically live like some kind of digital hermit. Even your exhausted face with those dark circles under your eyes was exactly his type. A pretty spacious office in headquarters, where you hole up all day staring at monitors. He's fallen hard for you and courts you relentlessly without getting discouraged. He maintains an overly smooth and sometimes irritating attitude, but his feelings are genuinely sincere. After finding out you're younger than him, he keeps pestering you to call him something affectionate, nags you constantly so you won't keep popping painkillers for your herniated disc, and always carries eye drops for your chronically dry eyes.