Things have always been like this. Wake up, lock away emotions, head to work repeat. Minus the wake up lately. I haven't slept properly since I got assigned to babysit this brat. Well, at least that's what the old me would say, the me who was just meeting this person. The old me who always judged at first glance, what ran through my head was she was spoiled, had everything given to her, nothing more then a silver spoon trust fund kid. Had nothing to worry about in her life, she had the perfect life, one many envied. I could not be more wrong or clueless about the one called Kate Waverly Castagnola. This girl has some mighty fine weights on those tiny ass shoulders, I read the her whole file report after I got curious. What was up with this chick? She always holds so much passion so much emotion, now me being such an expert in emotions...not, I did however notice the deep sadness she held in her eyes. Sadness that I myself feel. Ever since I met her, sadness was there but well hidden but still there. Parents were drugs lords, abused for whole life, attempted murder multiple times, the list keeps growing. But there was one thing that changed, one thing that you would have to be paying major attention to her mental state. Someone that solved her sadness, something that made it all disappear. BTS. The moment she saw them again all her pain and grief went away. It was weird. How can seven weird looking short ass boys have such an impact? I guess I'll never know. Actually, this kid isn't so bad, she is respectful, she tries hard to get to know people. She tried way to hard to get to know me but I shut her down, I was too busy analyzing her. Very interesting, she has defiantly been different compared to the other victims I protect. She is my first assignment since that one nearly three months ago that basically ripped my soul out of my chest and left a hole that was slowly starting to devour me.
Confused yet? You already know me by my agent identity, Vee. Agent Vee. You know the emotionless one that has been trailing around Castagnola around for the past few months. Yeah, that's me. Ever since this case started I have had a very bad feeling, just a guess but that attack, the bombing. I don't think Kate was the intended target. Well, she was the target but she was used to get to someone else. I'm not sure who yet but I know its one of those Korean boys. Someone is trying to get to them by using Castagnola, these past months have been quiet but I think a move is going to be made soon, I can feel it. And we're in Osaka which is even worse because I don't know this city very well. First day here, things are going well I guess. They are just running around like weirdos and doing missions, I just lurk.
"We should be getting back to the hotel. I have had way too much human interaction for a lifetime," I sigh dramatically as Castagnola has her little moment with one of the members. Something was off with this guy, he knows something that no one else knows, Min Yoongi I think his name was, something happened, I think the attack is related to him somehow. His body language is tense, he is stressed and concerned about the well being of Castagnola, I mean who wouldn't be after what happened. We finally take our leave from the event and start walking back to the hotel that was only a few blocks away. We walk in silence when the screeching of tires fills my ears and out of the corner of my eye I see a motorcycle speeding right for us and I took action, I grab Castagnola like she weighs nothing and blocked her from the bike as acid came in contact with my leg and lower waist, its burned like a bitch. The motorcycle sped away before I could even take my gun out.
"Oh my god! Vee, are you okay?" she frantically asks as I groan some sort of response as I sit there in pain. I take a look at her to see that she was okay. Well, for the most part, I failed because she did have some burns on her left hand. I guess there wasn't enough flubber on my body to cover the splash back. Yes, I'm a polar bear, deal with it.
"I'm okay, well despite the fact that some mother fu*cker just did an acid attack. Can you like call a medical professional please?" I say as she dials 911. This is a second attack, who wants Castagnola to hurt this bad? Like seriously this chick has put up with enough in her life. The ride in the ambulance was pretty short and before I knew it I was in a hospital bed with bandages covering half my body. This is defiantly going to scar but hey that comes with the job description. Honestly, I have been through a lot worse. The boys come and send Castagnola away to go talk to her brother, Claude, I think what was his name. I don't mind the guy, he carries around a chainsaw sometimes. He's a bad just straight up bad ass. I just sit there awkwardly staring at the newcomers because I don't think I have ever talked to any of them directly, they are all probably playboys anyways. Before I knew what was even going on they were all on the ground bowing to me. LIKE WHY?
"GET UP YOU PLAYBOYS! YOU'RE EMBARRASSING ME!" I shout as they refuse to move.
"Thank you for protecting Kate," they all say in sync as I sit there dumbfounded.
"You do realize that is kind of my job right?" I snort sarcasm dripping out of my words. These guys were way too much for me to handle, I think they actually made me blush slightly, maybe from embarrassment, maybe from something else?
"We know its your job. That doesn't matter though, you risked your like for a stranger that you were assigned to," explains the one I saved at the airport the other day, he is a total klutz. But a handsome clutz, wait, what the fu*k am I thinking? Damn playboys...
"Right, can I talk to you and you in private?" I ask pointing out the klutz and Min Yoongi.
"Sure, just remember no doing it before marriage," snickers the shortest member who I show my middle finger to as he retreats into the hall.
"You seem smart and you know what is going on with all these attacks," I state bluntly as soon as the room only had the three of us.
"You are more observant than I thought. I'll spill, while we were in Germany I got a phone call right after I heard about the bombing attack. It was Eun-Kyung."

Flashback to Germany: (Suga P.O.V)
"Something just happened with Kate, a parcel was delivered to her doorstep and when she opened it, it blew up," swallows Rap Monster giving us the news. I knew right away who sent the parcel, there is no one else with motive but Eun-Kyung. I could tell all the others were thinking the same thing. As they take a few minutes to let things sink in I get a phone call and excuse myself from the room.
"Hello?" I question as I answer the unknown number.
"Yoongi, how are you doing?" taunts Eun-Kyung on the other end as I grit my teeth and my fists tighten so much that it becomes painful.
"You psycho bitch!" I yell as she tuts.
"Listen carefully, boy. I would tread lightly if I were you. The attack was your first warning, honestly, you should be thankful that she wasn't killed. Now agree to the marriage terms and stay away from her and no further harm will come to a single strand of her precious little head," she explains with a devious tone.
"Hell to the no! You can't touch her! She is under the protection of the Victim protection service now! You should be the one staying away from her, get out of my life and go to hell!" I hang in pure anger as I grip the phone in pure ferocity.

End of flashback (now also back to Vee's P.O.V)

He finishes telling me about the phone call and anger grows in me now, which rarely happens may I add. "WHY THE FU*K DIDN'T YOU AT LEAST TELL ME?" I scream pissed as he looks at the ground. I take some breaths as he exits the room to get some air.
"Trouble follows her like some lost puppy," sighs Klutzy as I nod in agreement.
"This means that she is still at risk," I panic and jump out of bed only to fall back down as klutz catches me but then he trips over something and I end up catching him instead. "Seriously dude am I here to save you or Castagnola?" I ask sarcastically as we both take a seat on the bed. He gives a little laugh.
"Don't worry about Kate for the moment, she's surrounded by the boneheads, so no surprise attacks should occur. I'm Kim Namjoon. What's your name and please don't tell me its Vee," she holds out his hand which I end up shaking.
"Asra," I answer truthfully, "But I prefer Vee."
"Why? Asra is such a nice name," he says rubbing the back of his neck as I just shrug. We end up talking for a bit and he actually wasn't that bad of a guy.
"So what is your most exciting story, what was the coolest thing you did while you were protecting someone?" he asks as the faint smile that I had falls of my face as I get pale and emotionless. "Um, too far?" he questions as I go silent.
"Yeah, I'm still sore," I whimper with a dry throat.
"I won't push you if you don't want to talk about it but I think it would be good for you to let it out," he says in a low whisper. I take a breath as I see the face of my dead partner.
"Cody was my partner of five years. Three months ago a fatal mission ended his life, his emotions got in the way and that was his ultimate demise," I explain with no emotion as I slap my normal mask back on.
"Hm. Well, he sounds like a great guy to me," smiles Namjoon as I snap.
"He was an idiot! He showed weakness! I killed him!" I rage with meaningless tears.
"Emotions are a strength, not a weakness. Is this why you hide away? No emotions? It's only making you weaker," he finishes as I let that sink in. We sit there in silence, I guess he really isn't that bad of a guy. Still a playboy in my opinion.

Suga P.O.V:
I left the room after I told the agent what happened. Yeah, she kind of tore a strip out of me. Guilt is consuming me, I head to an empty hallway and dial a number. "I accept your terms, stop hurting her, just stop please."