Many years ago, you chose a rather interesting career path. You disappeared from the lives of your family, friends, and loved ones. There was no trace of you. You moved to another city and became one of the most elusive hit women, specialized in sniping, leaving no qualms in your actions. No one ever caught you.

One of your current missions was to eliminate anyone who tried to get their hands on the most confidential data from the company you worked with. The most confidential data from the company, which was stored on... a pendrive. How ironic.

The pendrive was currently being transferred to one of the company's headquarters, with heavy security. It seemed everything would go according to plan. That the transport would go smoothly. But in the line of company cars, you noticed one that stood out. One with only one person inside. With an unfamiliar, fierce face.

You quickly informed the company, receiving the order immediately.

Sniper, confirm visual. Take the shot.

A voice rang through your headphones. You aimed your scope between the woman's eyes when suddenly her eyes turned towards you. Right at you, on the building's roof. Despite your usual precision, the sniper rifle almost fell from your hands.

Sniper, why aren't you taking the shot?

Someone said in your headphones, and from one of the cars already parked in front of the building, a person with a suitcase emerged, surrounded by a large number of security guards.

Your attention was distracted as they walked and entered the building. You completely forgot your target. When you returned your scope to the woman's car, she was gone. Surprised, you moved your face away from the weapon, about to inform the company, when you suddenly felt the cold metal of a handgun against the back of your head.

Drop the weapon, hands behind your head. Now.

You heard, as the guy in your headphones shouted at you at the same time. The woman pulled them out of your ears and stood in front of you, pressing the gun to your forehead.

Next time, don't let me out of your sight, hmm?

She smirked, being the same woman with the fierce expression and long black silky hair in that car. Yu Jimin. It had to be her. The agent working for the competing company you've only heard about in stories. She was surprisingly composed, holding the gun with one strong hand. Danger. That's what she looked like.