Name: Cho Nabi/ Khan Shuhrah (international alias)

Pairing: Suho

Age: 22

Birthday: September 27

Height & Weight: 176 cm and 55 kg.

Nationality: Korean and Pakistani

Occupation: Hacker (cover job: chef and owner of Starlight Cafe)

Personality: The most stubborn and sarcastic of them all until the boss threatens reveal her identity, smartest and best hacker in international world, photographic memory (helps with memorizing people to hack and lists of shoes to buy),  lonely, suspicious of everyone (can't trust anyone ever since someone found her out and nearly got her in prison for life; escaped police by creating multiple intricate pseydo-identities, with locations all over the world). Will do anything and everything to prove she's the best, and not anyone to mess with. Acts indifferent and diva-like in front of co-workers and sometimes in front of the boss; however, she's serious, focused, and in her own world when she's under a time limit or doing a very important and delicate job.

She always supported herself since she ran away from home at 15 (born and lived in US), from drunk and abusive parents. Moved around various cities and countries, picking up random skills, like tae kwon do, archery, computer hacking (from messing with PA systems to secret political archives), robbery/ pickpocketing, baking, and dancing.

Comes off as quiet and shy, but once she makes a friend/acquantaince (which is rare from moving too often), she will go crazy and fangirl over anything, especially taro frozen yogurt and taro bubble tea. Dresses like the average nerd (large spectacles, plaid pants, high-tops,  collared shirts, etc.), but still blends in with any crowd. Hates skinship between anyone, whether's a complete stranger or a close person. Loves to read and troll people randomly.

How she meets Suho: The bright afternoon sky with blemishes of cotton clouds.

Children running to the ice cream truck with overprotective parents lagging behind.

Supermarkets packed with weekend shoppers.

Perfect day to pickpocket ice cream money and troll shoppers. :P

Nabi buttons her beige cardigan halfway, casually walking towards one of the busy supermarkets while pickpocketing wallets and purses on the way. She walks past one of the employees, finding one where she can take one out and their uniform. As Nabi passes by the fruit section, she does a double take of one; his semi-long red-velvet hair framing his pale face perfectly, the boring gray polo complemeting his dark eyes and built figure. He caught her eye as well, winking before pushing the cart of apples to place them attractively on the shelves. She blushes and then mentally slaps herself. *He's a freaking stranger; he could be like him; can't trust anyone*

Nabi swiftly walks pass the apples, reading his name tag. It read Ahn Niel; her gut instinct immediately telling her that something was off about him. He doesn't look like a Niel to her. Before she followed him any further, she came behind a female worker placing chocolates on little shelves. She then quickly hit her hard on her right temple, knocking her out like a light, and taped a soaked chloroform hankerchief over . Looking around for any security and cameras, Nabi dragged the limp body behind the chocolate boxes, replaced her shirt with the polo and read the name tag: Park Eunji. She takes off her thick glasses and puts on her colored contacts, walking away to find "Niel".

She found him in the security room. He hunched over one of the screens looking over the candy isle where she knocked out the original Eunji. Before Nabi moved another inch, "Niel" turned around in a flash, pinning her body against the wall, while locking the door.

"So, what's your name?" he asked quietly, his minty breath washing over her face.

Nabi gulped, shocked that someone like him could pull something like that on her. "Park Eunji," she said confidently.

"No, it isn't. You don't look like Eunji," "Niel" replied back.

"Well, you don't look like a Niel, so we're both in the same situation," she retorted.

He let go of her, letting her drop. She rubbed her shoulders. "Name's Kim Suho."

"Cho Nabi. What are you doing here, if you don't work here?"

He scratched the back of his head, turning pink from embarrasment. "I'm just, you know, messing with the systems here. Making the cashiers go crazy when they see the computer screen go flashing blue or any color really. Playing random music when they turn it on-"

"Or you should have the screen go black and red, while having evil laughter in the background," she finished off. Nabi pushed him off the computer chair, typing code into the computer. She then erased all the tapes, to be sure that no one could find her. Right after Suho got up, and as Nabi finished the code, he came up behind her, with one hand on her shoulder, the other finishing the complicated code and pressing enter. Startled, she shoves him to the ground, her knees keeping his shoulders planted.

Nabi leaned in. "Don't touch me." She then got up and left, making her way to the sleeping real Eunji, taking her top back and giving back the worker's hers.

Suho scrambled after her, following her out of the store. He called out her name. In a flash, she closed his mouth with her hand. "Shhh!! I don't need people to find me." He nodded; Nabi took her hand off his soft face. Before he could say anything, her phone rang.

"Yoboseoyo?"

"Where are you? The boss is looking for you! Remember, you have to extract the rival gang's secret conversations with the others by 8 today," one of her collegues said.

*Shoot* She looked over to Suho, who glanced her and then the sidewalk, blushing. She took notice of the skills he had; his fast working fingers when typed, the serious expression he had when he thought about the devious ways to upset everyone, his intelligence and knowledge when it came to technology, and realized that he's needed.  

"Okay. I'll be there. And I think I found a new recruitee," she replied with a smile. "Suho?"

He looked up to her face, and asked, "What?"

"Come with me."

"Where?"

"It's a surprise."

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