June 27, 2337

I came into work a bit early today, enough for it not to be suspicious and still give me enough time to wander around without running into anyone.  The hallways were quiet as I padded down to the Blue Room door ignoring all the warnings against this coming from Minseok in my ear.  He seemed against me doing anything productive towards the mission.  Thanks to Jongdae we knew what was in the Blue Room but I still wanted to see it for myself.  Jongdae was a low tier member of the AHA only because he was suspected of being a mole, which he actually was.  Jongdae was probably ignorant of what was really going on or being fed false information.

I'd discussed this theory with Minseok the night before while I was lying in my bed, trying to fall asleep.  Our conversation had begun with Minseok talking about all the different kinds of missions he'd been on.  Unsurprisingly some of the stories about him were actually true while others were not.  For example, it was true he'd once guarded the Council and the Commander on a flight to Russia.  The politicial nature of the trip was still unknown to him but he did know that a few of their operatives attempted to hijack the plane and he was able to kill them all with his left thumb coated in ice.  The rumor about him killing the leader of the Resistance was false and apparently Soojung was very happy her father was still alive.  Eventually the conversation turned to the topic of the Blue Room.

"Do you think there could be something in there that Jongdae doesn't know about?" I asked.

"It's very likely but we know the AHA's plan now.  You don't need to risk your life for that anymore," he said.

"The whole point of me taking this job is to risk my life.  I don't understand why you keep trying to stop me."

"I don't want you to get hurt," Minseok spoke, softly.  "I'm saying this as your friend.  I don't want you to die and I don't want it to be my fault if that happens because..."

"You wouldn't be able to forgive yourself," I sighed.  "I get it but I have to at least try.  If there's something else we should know hiding in that room it's my duty to find out what it is."

That was why I was now standing in front of the Blue Room, having studied the map that Soojung had left for me the last time I saw her.  It looked like any other door in the building that I wouldn't have noticed if I didn't know what it was.  I tilted my head at it and did my best to look as curious as possible while I looked at it, knowing the security cameras were picking up on my actions.  I slowly backed away from it and went on my way and back to the training room.  I'd thrown out a piece of bait for the AHA to take.  They saw me by their stupid door and there was no doubt they'd send someone to confront me about.

In the training room, I got first pick of the treadmill due to my new status as the most powerful agent in the Commander's guard.  The other agents sent me nods of respect and acknowledgment as I passed by but it all felt a lie to me.  I wasn't the best because even though Minseok wasn't an agent anymore, he still surpassed me.  He spoke in my ear as I began to suit up for my shift.  

"I can disable the cameras tonight for you to do your thing.  Just be careful."  He paused.  "You know, when I first got your letters I never would have expected you to be so selfless."

I coughed to cover up my snort.  

"No, I'm serious.  Your letters made it seem like all you cared about was yourself and Chanyeol.  You didn't even like humans that much and I wasn't sure if you were the right fit for our cause.  But I trusted Chanyeol and now we're here.  You're ready to risk your life to get into a stupid room for something we don't exists. I still say we continue operating under the information Jongdae gave us and rely on him to give us intel."

So it's okay for Jongdae to risk his life as a spy but not me?  Because too many people cared whether I live or die?  I wanted to say that it wasn't a proper excuse.  Just because my work partner didn't have as many people to back him up didn't mean he was any more sacrificial.

"You don't have to be the best," he said to me.  "If you're doing this to beat me then it's not worth it."

I'd been getting ready so slowly that I was the only one left in the room now, which gave me the opportunity to talk.  "Don't f