In the beginning, it was a complete coincidence. You had seen him at bus stops, once on the sidewalk a little ways ahead of you; it was ordinary enough. Always slinking back, blending into the shadowed alleyways, you kept a sharp eye on your target. He wasn’t to leave your sight. You were to learn everything there is to know about Jung Taekwoon; who was about as familiar to you as an alien. Figure out the little ugly details of his embodiment, then eliminate them at the source. You didn’t know why, let alone understand any of it. That’s just what they had told you when the mission was assigned and this brooding, sharp-eyed man, mysterious and vague as his almost invisible presence was to be captured. Fate had never been a word that had even crossed your mind. Not until the day when Jung Taekwoon became the mistake of an accidental one night stand you found yourself waking up to. Whoops.