On Saturday exactly 5:50pm Seungri stood in front of the giant YG building. He knew he wouldn’t find the right one immediately so he left earlier to have some time to search. And he was right. Despite the overwhelming height of that tower of glass he still couldn’t find it at first, there were so many different ones and they all looked the same to him.

When he finally found it it was already so late that he didn’t even have time to rest.

Seungri closed his eyes and tried to calm his nerves. He never sat a foot in one of these mountains, as he liked to call them. But today he had the chance to and maybe it would change is life - for the better or worse he didn’t know, but it couldn’t get that much worse considering his current situation.

He stepped forward and the big glass door opened on itself. What a luxury the student thought amazed as he walked through it. The lobby was not less astonishing for the young male. The whole entrance area seemed to be made out of marble, glass and probably gold. Everything looked so beautiful and expensive that Seungri barely wanted to walk in there, scared to ruin it all with his plain appearance.

„Can I perhaps help you young man?“ an equally beautiful women with long blonde hair asked. She must’ve been a foreigner but her pronunciation was flawless. Maybe she was a model too.

„Uhm I-“ he stuttered, a little intimidated by all of this. His proud and charismatic attitude long forgotten, only a young insecure boy was left.

„I was invited to a meeting…“ Seungri mumbled and showed her the letter.

„Ah, no problem. Please take the elevator“ she pointed to the right side of the lobby „to get to the 7th floor. Then follow the hallway to your right to the very end. There is a big door out of wood, just enter, the meeting is held there.“ The woman talked slowly as if explaining to a little child and smiled kindly all the while. 

Seungri nodded and thanked her respectfully before he walked to said elevator. He only used one once in his life. It didn’t seem too complicated as there weren’t many buttons at the wall but when the door opened he took his words back. Way too many buttons after all. He decided to press the one with the 7, guessing the 7th floor was meant and hoping he would arrive safely. It only took a few seconds until a loud ringing signalized he could exit now.

Seungri turned to his right as being told and couldn’t help but gape at the elegance with all of those paintings and sculptures. He wondered if he would have ever seen those if not for this offer.

It took him longer than expected to reach the wooden door but the moment the university student stood in front of it he wasn’t completely sure whether he should actually enter. This wasn’t his world and he was so nervous he could barely breath.

Somehow his body didn’t act as his mind told him to because while he was still having an internal fight, his hand already reached out for the golden door handle and pushed it open.

When he stepped through, five curious pairs of eyes greeted him and they couldn’t be more different from each other.

Behind a big wooden desk sat a middle aged man with sharp unreadable eyes and a small smile. Seungri figured that he was going to hold the meeting. On the other side were four young men, Seungris age or maybe a bit older. The one closest to him was a good looking tall man with black styled hair and a serious expression, not showing any of his emotions.

Next to him sat a brown haired guy with a kind look on his face, small eyes and a slightly bigger nose than usual. Needless to say he was still handsome. 

Then there was the smallest of them. He also had brown hair, a bit messy but still stylish and even though he didn’t smile Seungri could tell that he was a really nice person.

But the last one caught his attention first. He had bright orange hair and fierce eyes full of curiosity. His face was stunning, manly but at the same time feminine and it fit so perfectly that Seungri just couldn’t avert his own eyes from him. He wondered what kind of person he was. 

Next to orange-hair was an empty seat and the middle aged man pointed at it, telling him to sit down. When he settled down he glanced at orange-hair a second time to find him staring back at him.

The man behind the desk coughed once to get everyones attention and started talking.

„Well, nice to see that all of you came. I am Yang Hyun-suk, the CEO of this company. You can call me YG“

The young male couldn’t help but gaze in awe, feeling honored to see an actual rich CEO in front of him, a poor university student who was at the edge of his existence.

„All of you are aware of your special abilities right? I’m sure you want to know more about this job I wrote about and that’s why you are here. Humans with special abilities are very rare. We know of your special powers and we want you to help us with those. It may be that not all of them are found out by you, since it’s possible to have more than just one ability and that also means we don’t know about them either. But with training in our facility we will teach you to find out and control your abilities.“

Seungri frowned. He knew very well which kind of ability he had and that’s why he was sure that he wouldn’t be of any help at all, whatever this job was.

As if YG read his mind he added „Your powers may seem like they are worthless but first of all it doesn’t matter which kind of power we are talking about, it still is something special despite seeming useless. And secondly, don’t forget that a human with special abilities can have more than one, as I said a second and even third one is possible. That’s why we try to help and develop it together with you. As about the jobs, I can’t say much about them now but I’ll tell you that those are  important secret missions you have to accomplish. You work for our company therefore you will get payed well. I’m going to remind you though that you will have to live in an apartment together, you will form an undercover team.“

Somehow Seungri had the feeling he was the only one surprised by the information as he looked at the others. They seemed to know everything already or they simply just didn’t care.

„Here are the contracts, please read through them and sign if you are okay with the conditions written on them and the ones I just told you.“

The blonde student looked around helplessly, not knowing what to do, the others were already signing and he didn’t have a clue what this was all about. Secret missions? Like, killing people? Stealing things? Or more like detectives? Finding culprits and murderer?

Was he really able to do any of the