Eyes On You | Hwang Hyunjin

8

Chan swipes through the pictures I took, typing notes into our files along with Felix. "So we know a few more members from GC, do you recognize any of them?" I shake my head.

"No, except that I know Minho lives with him. I haven't met him in person yet."

"Okay, be extra careful. You have to watch yourself around him too." He turns to me.
"Anything else?" I look at him confused.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, the info you got so far is extremely helpful. Usually, by now you'd have a giant pile of stuff from your assignment." I suddenly feel awkward, yet ashamed.

"If you need a break, just tell me," he says, "I don't need you to push yourself. I know you're the hardest worker here, but if you need time off you can ask. I can always get someone else--"

"I can do it," I interject. "I'm already in a good position of trust. I'll try and see what more I can do." My face is blank, unable to hold further eye contact. This mission is somehow my biggest challenge, and I need to accomplish it. I can't afford to lose anyone else.

"Yuna, my number one priority is your safety. Don't pressure yourself and jeopardize that." I'm sick of being a disappointment, even if he won't admit it. Chan puts both hands on my shoulders.

"You know, I think we deserve a mental break. What do you say to bowling?" A bright smile shows up on my face. He knows how to cheer me up. Chan points at something behind me.

"And you're coming too."

"Uh, okay," says Olivia's voice.

I gasp. "Can Jisung come too?"

"Sure," he shrugs.

The four of us put on our rented bowling shoes, the colored LED lights reflecting off them. "So should we split into teams?" Chan asks.

"Let's do boys against girls," Olivia mentions, hooking arms with mine.

"Sorry boys, but I think you're out-matched," I smirk.

"C'mon Chan, let's show them who's boss." Han picks up a bowling ball and starts off the first round. He knocks over 5 pins and spares 2 more. "This is just my warm-up," he says while stretching his arms.

"My turn," Olivia says rather cutely. She rolls the ball, landing a strike. I jump up and clap enthusiastically. "Nice one! How do you like that huh??" I look at the boys, both of their mouths wide open. Chan hesitantly picks up a ball.

"Here goes nothing." He does his little practice stance, then bowls. The ball goes straight to the gutter. Olivia and I burst out laughing, Han holding his head in frustration. We all take our turns, Chan making more gutters and Olivia strikes. With our team far in the lead, she starts to roll her final ball.

"She's so cool," Jisung sighs from next to me.

"Jisung, let me get you a napkin. I think you're drooling." He punches my arm.

"Alright Yuna, finish the game!" Olivia walks back to us, resting her arm on Jisung's shoulder. "It's okay to be jealous Jisung, we're just that good."

"Jealous? Please," he scoffs, "we all have our talents. Mine is knowing how to pick a good movie, coffee, restaurant, that sort of thing..." 

I shake my head disapprovingly while reaching for a ball. My phone sounds a notification, showing a DM from an account I don't follow. I open it, and it shows a picture of a hand on top of another hand inside a car. The person in the photo is Hyunjin. "He's mine, bitch." The message reads.