"I made a friend." You sang while sitting at the peak of World Lotte tower, your feet swinging 632 meters from the ground. Your laptop laid on your lap as you activated bombs on an abandoned building with one tap on the keyboard.

Today, your job was to support your partner Ji Myeong as he entered the enemy's territory to bring back the stolen money from the bank and take the mafias down. It was a hundred men against two of you.

"Shit!" Your friend Ji Myeong cussed through your Bluetooth earbud. "Dammit, Y/N! Focus on the mission!"

"He's surprisingly fun," You added cheerfully. "His name is Yoon Bum."

"Get your ass in here!"

"But I don't like him at the same time." You continued, frowning.

"Call for backup!" Ji Myeong hissed, his voice was croaky and desperate. You were glad you didn't have to go against criminals because you were exhausted from school.

Lucky you, while you were enjoying the view of the town, your friend was being chased around by a band of killers. He got the tiring part of the work. And next time, it'll be your turn. You weren't looking forward to it.

This job was getting old and the only thing you liked about it was your free will to choose workplaces. And today you felt like being on top of a tour where the wind was strong and refreshing.

"No need, I activated explosives." You informed. "I'll give you 30 seconds."

"What!" He screamed, frightened. You were aware he wasn't gonna make it before the bombs explode. Might as well burn him with the bad guys.

"Just kidding," You broke a laugh.

"Fuck you," He huffed as you heard loud gunshots. "I'm trapped."

"Awesome." You chuckled as you pinpointed his location and saw 20 red spots running after one green spot in the radar. He was such an attention-seeker, this guy.

You opened a tab to see the whole scene in your laptop. It was like a live action movie. Ji Myeong was hiding behind a truck in a deserted building while the other men were on their way there. It was getting complicated. At least, for him.

Ding, ding, ding! Your high tech watch startled you and you almost jumped. It was an alarm that indicated supper time.

"Ji Myeong," You asked casually. "Do you want kimchi or barbecue tonight?"

"You're asking me that now?"

"You buy the ingredients since you're freeloading from me." You notified as your fingers tap-danced on the keyboard with such speed. "Let's wrap this up fast because I'm starving."

His situation was getting worse. He was out of bullets and he was also injured in the arm and leg which slowed him down. As he went upstairs a couple of men will be ambushing him.

"Three bastards on your way. Knock them out." You instructed. "Oh, wait. No, on second thought, go to your left side—I meant right. Or left. Maybe."

"Stop fooling around!"

"Nevermind, just go straight upstairs." You giggled. He ran like a lost mice in the room, it was funny.

"What about CCTVs? Delete them! We can't have the other branches go after us!" Ji Myeong ordered, breathless.

"Piece of cake." You replied as you hacked in the CCTVs and deleted all records of both of you as spies. After a couple of minutes, Ji Myeong finally arrived at the rooftop.

You grabbed your binoculars to watch him enter your jet through the ramp stairs. It flew up and it was a second late the mafias tried to kill him. Their sniping skill was so amateurish compared to Ji Myeong who shot them back one-shot with his new full recharged rifle.

"I'm at the highest point, on top of Lotte tour." You noted, and when you swung your feet once again one of your shoes flew.

While waiting for rescue, you decided to scroll down on Yoon Bum's profile as your other hand reached for a potato chip.

"Let's see who you are Bum," You surfed down. A number of records showed up. "Dead parents...abusive uncle... penniless...lots of debt...average grades...porn videos...girl wig and stuff...bought lots of sex toys...fucking gross."

For someone like him, you couldn't believe he cross-dresses.

After a moment of scanning all these information, it was understandable his behavior was like that. No wonder the girls he liked from high school wished his death. Bum was a pervert.

While you were at it, you thought of checking out Sang Woo's background as well. You were about to see it but your friend's unbearable scream distracted you.

"NOW!" Once the jet set off a good distance from the building, Ji Myeong shot the sky three times, giving you a signal to blow the building up.

"Okay!" You said in muffled voice.

And one click on the keyboard, the factory building from the far horizon exploded instantly. Giant smoke and fire puffs rose in the air like thick cotton candies accentuating the sunset. It was a nice view, but it wasn't the first time you did this. You weren't thrilled that much.

But then you realized...

You blew up the wrong building.

"Oops."