FOREWORD

Gunmetal

ee Taemin. y, rash, brooding. Due to the severe abuse he had dealt with as a child, he is diagnosed with Bipolar disorder and  Depression. He struggles to come to terms with his true self, which causes him to hide behind his own ferocious  facade. His  identity is his CZ-85 pistol, lined with silver and framed with Pitch-black gunmetal, one that has murdered over 85 people in the past 5 years. He is Seoul's top hitman, and is known by the name "Gunmetal", though no one has actually seen his face. 

C hoi Irene.  Calm, clever, and quick. She is korea's top policewoman, and takes after her police father that had reported missing when she was just 6 years old. Her goal as a policewoman is to try to track down her father and take on missions just as her father had. Her mother ignores her completely, sullen on the news of her missing father. On one fateful day, she is ordered to take on the mission of hunting down the nations most-skilled hitman... "Gunmetal". 

Irene wiped a bead of persperation forming on her brow with the back of her hand, confidentally holding up her pistol with the other hand. 

"Freeze. Raise up your hands and lower your gun slowly, or we'll get to see who survives this one. " Irene warned, locking a steady gaze at the man before her. 

Taemin, his dark bangs shading over his eyes, took a step forward, close enough so that he could press Irene's gun right in the center of his forehead. He reciprocated her piercing gaze with an even sharper one, he pursed his lips and growled,

"Make me."