"Hey, this guy's already sleeping." Agent Day Dae said, poking Sehun's face to see if he was really sleeping. Agent Supreme Soo looked in the rear view mirror, "We're almost there, anyway."

Agent Day Dae sighed. He had always wondered why Agent Supreme Soo was always so... dull. It all started on that one day.   "Kyunggie~ catch the ball!" Daejong cheered as he threw the ball to Sookyung. Sookyung laughed and caught the ball... but fell in mud.  Daejong came to see if he was alright, but there was a hint of darkness in the other boy's eyes, saying "I'll never forgive you."     ***     When Sehun woke up, his sight was blurry and hazed. You know, like one of those movies where the main character wakes up to find himself tied to a chair. There was a slight pounding in his head, but the pounding was almost immediately overshadowed by the sharp pain he felt coming from his . To be precise, Sehun's left cheek, approximately 2.5 centimetres below his mole. Sehun's mole was circular with a bit of curves here and there. It was a shade of black, but in the sun it was brown. When Sehun was eight, he called his mole 'Het' because it was his only best friend that time. But the name changed later on.   "Sehun, would you like some tea?" Mrs Oh asked the ten-year-old boy. Sehun thought for a long time. "Ye... HET NO YE E YE YE HET. YEEET YEH YEOLO YE HET. YEHET."   So up until today, he calls his mole 'Yehet'. He sat up, took notice of hi