"ivy, like the poison ivy? That's the name you're going with?"
"No, like the wall climber ivy. besides it's a strong name, it suits me."
"Can you climb the walls though?"
"I can climb more than walls, sir."
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"Not again..." He groaned and rolled his eyes when he heard a gunshot and his bodyguard fell dead in front of him. The culprit runs for his life without looking back, thinking he killed HIM.
"Yoongi, tell others to clean this mess up and follow me." He said to his right hand and walked out of the old building. Yoongi simply nodded and did what his boss said and followed him after.
"4th one this week. 4th bodyguard. Can't you find someone who knows how to protect me properly and not die on the first or the second day? I was expecting more from you, Yoongi." He said, hands in his pockets, without even looking at the much shorter man behind him.
"Sorry, I won't disappoint you again." Yoongi bowed and waited for his boss to answer.
"It's your last chance or else.."
"You can fire me this time, sir." He answered.
Seokjin finally looked back at him and patted his shoulder. "You are not only my right hand, you are my friend too. I really don't want to fire you. I don't have anyone loyal like you, Yoongi. Do your best this time and impress me." He smiled lightly and walked to his car.
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Meanwhile, the young man walks cockily in his bosses underground office. He openes the door and his boss looks angry?
"Boss, I ki-"
"You did your job, right Minhyuk?" The man was furious but still wanted to hear the truth from him.
"Yes boss I did, He's gone." He answered confidently.
"Oh really?" His boss grits his teeth, approaching him. "Then why the hell is he in his house right now? IS IT HIS SOUL HUH?" He raised his voice and slapped the younger man who held his aching right cheek and fell on the ground helplessly.
"W-what are you talking about sir, I don't understand." He looked up at the tall man who was looking down at him, breathing heavily.
"You disappointed me just like everyone else this week, Minhyuk." He said and took out his gun.
"No sir, p-please, I'll kill him next time! I'll make sure of that." Young man named Minhyuk begged him because he knew what was coming on his way.
"There's no next time." He smiled evilly and shoot him right in the forehead without any hesitation and soulless Minhyuk dropped on the ground with a loud thud.
"That lucky bastard, leaving me with no choice." He rubbed his temples and called someone.
"Yes boss?"
"It's time. Call the agent and say it's urgent."
"Got it boss!"
"Oh and tell someone, there's a trash in my office and needs to be cleaned up." He said, cutting the call, spinning in his chair and thinking.
