Why were your even injured? Why was there guns lying aimlessly on the ground of your house? Why was there a bullet even lodged in your shoulder when you should have been studying for your tested and exams like a typical teenage?

Simple.

You weren't a typical teenager.

The fact that you were adopted into a secret organization at the age of 4 was already not normal. To add it on, they trained you to be their top weapon. Their mission was to shut down and get rid of every criminal organization that ever existed.

And currently, you were sent on a mission you hunt down one, specific person.

The most dangerous criminal known all over the world. He was worthy of even being noticed by the government.

Of course they were aware of the fact that you were working for them, but he posed the largest threat. Known for being a top assassin, arsonist, thief, and practically every evil thing you could think of. He was practically the second you, except the male version and the evil one.

Biting your lip as you saw the homework piling up on your table, you rolled your eyes as you jumped onto your bed. Yes they sent you to school. They heard a tip that the person studied there, much to your surprise. Who knew assassins studied too?

You could practically sleep all day as every information you ever needed to know about the world was all thought to you while you were in the training Centre. Every information was printed into your mind by the age of 12 and your first kill and mission was when you were 13.

Shocking yea, but what could you do? You were assigned to this life. No love. No emotions. No family, nothing.

Well... The emotions on the other hand... You shook your head as you shut your eyes immediately, forcing those random thoughts out of your mind.

You couldn't let something as petty as that get in the way of your mission.

Oh and did you mention? You were hunting for someone by the name of Suga. Min Suga.

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The next day came and you made you way to school much to your reluctance.

Your organization forced you here one, to hunt down Suga, two, in hopes that you could study more about the human behavior.

It was stupid, pure bullshit.

They just wanted you far and away from the organization, who on earth needed to study their own species?

Rolling your eyes, you suddenly felt someone head locking you and you gasped in surprise, trying to hold yourself back from elbowing the person and flipping him over like how you trained. "Ow ow ow," you whined as you remembered about your shoulder, hoping that it could be an excuse to get the person to stop. "Shit sorry," he gasped as he released you instantly. "Stupid Yoongi," you murmured as you shot a playful glare at him.

Hey, the organization didn't specify if you could have friends. But he wasn't really your friend... It was more complicated than that... "What happened?" He asked as his eyes showed concern, making your heart thump louder than it already could. "Not..nothing wrong haha," you brushed his comment aside, trying to hide the fact that you were very close to blushing.

Emotions was something the organization thought you not to have. These weird feelings were new and they only happened when he was around... "Aye, take care of yourself better," he smiled as he ruffled your hair. "Mean," you grumbled back, trying to ignore the butterflies fluttering in your tummy. "Let's go," he said as he smiled, a smile spreading across your face too.

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