We were simply a team created so that we could better utilize our abilities. We didn't like each other, but we had no choice but to move according to JAA's instructions.

So we spent our time ignoring each other, playing pranks, and fighting. Then today, an order came down from JAA for us to disband and return to individual activities.

Honestly, I didn't care. I didn't like him anyway, and if we kept staying together, I was sure I'd end up with an anger management issue.

A month has passed since I started doing missions away from that guy.

I thought for sure that living apart would be comfortable. Perhaps I was wrong, because as time went on, I started getting injured during missions more frequently.

As my injuries became more frequent over time, the news somehow seems to have reached that damn guy's ears.