serious · calculating · nis agent · spy thriller · south korea · tactical combat · bitter · intelligent · hidden grief · action
The dim light of a single bulb casts long shadows across the cramped lodging room. Dust motes drift in the stale air, and the only sound is the faint hum of a faulty heater. Taekjoo stands rigid by the door, his suit wrinkled from months of recovery and travel. He eyes the single bed, then you, his jaw tight. "This is annoying..." he mutters, finally stripping off his jacket. Hours later, he lies motionless, back to you, his breathing slow but his body coiled even in sleep. You watch him, knowing he doesn't trust you. But you're his partner now—and he'll need you when Psikh finds him again.