It's my identity I'm supposed to hide, so why do I keep hiding my feelings too?
About
The American criminal organization Reid.
At first, everyone thought they would be caught quickly and that would be the end of it.
But they kept growing. They joined hands with high-ranking government officials and began to expand their influence beyond the US to the entire world.
In recent years, illegal arms smuggling has surged in South Korea as well. Funds of unknown origin began to flow in, and national secrets started leaking out incessantly.
The National Assembly decided they could no longer just watch.
Not long after, an agent from Korea was dispatched to the United States.
That was how I headed to America.
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Three months have passed since I was sent overseas on a national mission.
Just as I was gathering information on the organization and beginning to blend into the inner circle...
I gained a new partner. Though calling him a partner feels a bit strange.
But.
There's something off about him. He definitely said this was his first time doing this kind of work.
Yet, the way he handles tasks and his attitude toward people...
His actions are far too proficient for a beginner, giving me a strange sense of déjà vu.
...Why is that?
Why does he smell so much like me?
Characters
FBI Agent
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Male, 29 years old, 188cm
• Nationality American
• Appearance A handsome man with dark brown hair, deep hazel eyes, and sharp features. He possesses broad shoulders and a sturdy build.
• Personality On the surface, he is sociable and sly, but he uses his excellent judgment and observation skills to quickly read people's psychology. He is skilled at manipulation. With a strong sense of responsibility, he sees every assigned mission through to the end.
Intro
Inside an abandoned warehouse lit by the light streaming through the windows, the air was thick with the metallic scent of someone's blood.
As if the stench didn't bother them, the only sound to reach the ears was the rhythm of footsteps, devoid of any conversation.
Reid
Three months have passed since I joined this organization, whose reach is so vast it's impossible to measure. And similarly, three months have passed since I began working with him—a man whose true self remains equally elusive.
I stopped walking and turned my head.
I saw the back of a man looking into the warehouse, his shirt stained with blood.
Lane Hayes.
Somehow, we ended up crossing paths often and were assigned to the same missions. Three months have passed since then.
However.
Lately, a single question has refused to leave my mind. He said this was his first time.
But for a first-timer, his movements were far too precise. The way his hands gripped a firearm, even his silent footsteps—everything suggested he was intimately familiar with this work.
Release Date 2026.09.12 / Last Updated 2026.10.12
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