Seohee’s POV:

His eyes open.

“Well, hello there,” I say with a smirk.

He tries to stand but then winces in pain.

I shot his leg anyway.

“What am I doing here?” he demands.

“I just want to keep you here for a while. Then, I’ll be gone to cause some trouble and be back here, guarding you.”

“I’ll escape.”

“Too bad your leg’s shot. And I don’t plan on doing anything about it.”

“Someone will come for me.”

“Too bad no one knows where you are.”

“You…”

“I make HyeRim panic. I make sure she will die if she finds you.”

“You don’t dare.”

“I dare. I will.”

I notice he is starting to pale. It’s probably from loss of blood.

“HyeRim will come. She’ll kill you, Seohee. She will.”

“I know she will, but I won’t let her. She’s dead first.”

“.”

“I know.” I smirk.

“You can’t keep me here forever.”

“Maybe not, you’d be dead anyway.”

Just then, Rain, out of all people, appears behind Seohee.

“I got him,” I tell him.

“Where’s Clove?”

“Taking care of the other two.”

“What other two?” Woohyun asks

“He knows too much.”

Then, I take out my gun and hit his temple hard with it. He immediately collapses.

“Now he won’t know any more.”

Clove’s POV:

I peek through the window to what I assume is HyeRim’s apartment.

I load my gun as I examine the room.

There she is, with her brother and Myungsoo.

But I don’t know who is who.

Hey, I wasn’t given enough information about them.

Anyway, one of them looks kind of familiar…

Aish, damn it brain. Focus.

I am supposed to kill both of them.

Anyway, let me focus on Myungsoo first.

I point my gun at his back that is facing me.

Just then, he turns around and we make eye contact.

His eyes widen in either recognition or shock.

 My jaw drops.

Kim Myungsoo?

THAT KIM MYUNGSOO?

The one I had my first kiss with?

The one that I dated?

THAT KIM MYUNGSOO?

Damn it.

He must not tell HyeRim he knows me.

Sorry, Myungsoo. I must do this.

I pull the trigger.

The bullet covered with the M-13 serum passes through the window and it hit Myungsoo in the left  shoulder.

“CLOVE!” I hear him scream as I run away.

I stop at the park and I sit down to catch my breath.

Kim Myungsoo. I finally found you.

Myungsoo’s POV:

I hold onto my left shoulder.

HyeRim stares at me. More like glare. “You know her?”

“I’ll explain later. Help me first,” I say through gritted teeth. The pain is like crazy. It feels as if my entire arm is on fire.

She gestures me to sit on her bed. She left her room and comes back with a roll of bandage.

She sits down on my right.

“Talk,” she demands as she unrolls the bandage.

“I know her.”

“More information please?” She leans in and wraps the bandage around the wound.

“I dated her. Then, I left her…”

“When did you date her?”

“Remember that year? I went to New York for some exchange program?”

“Yeah.”

“I met her then. She’s American and she was assigned to be my guide. We started to date. We dated for a few months, and I kissed her. I was her first kiss. Then when the program ended, I had to go back to Korea. I told her that I’d be back for her. But I never did.”

“Why?” She looks annoyed.

“That year was before Yuri’s death.”

“So?”

“When I came back, it was all fine. I thought of going back to America for Clove. But then, Yuri got killed and you became emotional and you won’t go home. You became depressed and you won’t talk to anyone. Seeing you like that, I just can’t leave. You’re more important to me than my love life, HyeRim. You’re like a sister to me.”

“Really?” Her expression softens.

“Yes. HyeRim, you’re my sister. Not biological, but I still love you as if you’re one.”

“Me too, Myungsoo oppa. You’re the only one that stayed with me through my hard times. You understand me better than anyone. Thank you.”

She gives a small smile.

I lift up my legs onto the bed. I lean back against the pillows.

“I did it because you’re my sister okay?”

“HYUNG! NO! ARGH!” Sungjong shouts.

I forgot he’s in the room.

HyeRim sits on my right side and places her head on my shoulder.

“I wish I wasn’t a spy. Then all this wouldn’t have happened,” she says softly. “My sister would still be alive, Woohyun would still be here and Changsun wouldn’t have to kill me…” She closes her eyes and let out a sigh. “It’s all my fault.”

Using a tremendous effort, I raise my left arm. I tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. She gently pushes my left arm away. “Don’t.”

I wince at the pain as I put my left arm down.

“Can I go?” Sungjong asks.

“NO, YOU WILL DIE. STAY,” HyeRim barks. Completely the opposite of earlier.

Sungjong obediently sits on a random chair.

“Try to not make use of your left arm, okay?”

Night falls.

Sungjong fell asleep on the chair and HyeRim fell asleep with her head on my shoulder.

I stare into space as I fall deep into thought.

Clove is now a spy from Rain’s company.

HyeRim’s right. If only she isn’t a spy. All this wouldn’t have happened.