If you don't stop tapping that pen I'm going to shove it so far down your neck you'll whistle when you breathe," Minho growled in Hyunjin's direction as they sat together in an old beat-up car. All hyunjin had done for the last four hours was tap and click the pen over and over again deciding that he was single-handedly going to be the one driving force that made Minho want to quit his job.
"I don't see anything else to do," hyunjin countered as he stared back at his partner who simply glared at him before looking out of the window again. It was a stupid idea to stake out a university it looked suspicious that two men were waiting in a car outside but it was the bosses orders. Stake out the school and wait for the suspect to come out but it felt creepy. Although it was a university and most of the students were their age it was strange to them both.
"Have we actually seen him go in?" The truth was no one had seen the guy that they were after in almost seven months, he was good at hiding which was why he was nicknamed "The Chameleon," something Minho hated. Why give the bad guy a name it was only going to boost the ego even more.
"He's supposedly acting as a student," Minho handed the folder over to Hyunjin keeping his eyes on the door, the Chameleon could walk out right under your nose and no one would have an idea it was him.
"Why a student? Surely it would be feeling for him to be a teacher," hyunjin flicked through the folder the guy was a serial bomber that his company had been after for years. He'd killed almost over 100 people with no remorse whatsoever. It was as if the guy was a robot, he didn't care who he hurt as long as he got what he wanted, not that anyone knew what that was. His clues were always so vague. One thing for sure, it wasn't money that he was after.
The government had tried to pay him to stop the needless killings only for the guy to blow the bag up in the middle of the street.
"Easier to hide...Won't be so obvious when things go missing around the school...The student we're looking at fits his usual MO." Minho sighed taking a deep breath and looking at hyunjin for the first time in an hour. It was beginning to worry him the closer the two of them got to catching the guy. Their job wasn't a simple catch him and arrest him, no, they were the last resort. Kill him on sight as soon as they know, without a shadow of a doubt that it's him. Assassins or as they were better known as now, Hitmen.
"Transfers in the middle of the year, things from the science department go missing and then there's the-" Right as Minho was about to explain that there were constant fire drills the alarm began to blare out through the school.
"Those," He mumbled staring back over at the double-doored exit from the school. There was no use sitting at the entrance when they knew he liked to hide from everyone, if he was the one doing this they needed to find him and quickly before anyone else got hurt.
Y/n pov
"Another drill?" You mumbled looking to your left to see your best friend Del smirking at you, you rolled your eyes knowing why she was so happy. Thanks to the fire alarm she was going to get out of her final exam and pass it no matter what,
"It wouldn't surprise me if you were the one pulling them," You mumbled sarcastically as you pulled your satchel over your shoulder, looking around for her so-called boyfriend.
"What did you do? Get Chris to pull it?" You teased as you jabbed your elbow into her side, walking out into the courtyard and taking in a deep breath,
"You need to relax, we've just finished exams and you're still studying," Del rolled her eyes at you, it was always the same with her. She wanted you to let your hair down and relax while you wanted to focus on things that were important to you, like actually passing your course.
"I have another two years to go, you're done. I'm just getting started." You reminded her as you looked around, you loved Del with all of your heart but since meeting Chris she seemed to be getting in trouble more. Not only with the university but with the police. Just last week you'd been called down to the station to bail her out because she was caught driving around in a stolen car with enough products to set a whole house on fire.
"Take a year off, come with me and Chris to England. He's going to take me away and spend time with his family." The more you heard about the guy the more worry began to grow inside of you. She'd hardly known him and yet she was planning to run away to a different country with him,
"What does he even do for a living? To get all of this money?" You questioned hoping she wouldn't get too annoyed with you asking her about him. It seemed as though whenever you asked questions she would get pissed at you, claiming that you were just trying to poke holes in their "relationship,"
"What does it matter?" She stared at you with a disgusted look on her face,
"Hey, baby!" A voice cried out as a pair of strong-looking arms wrapped around Del.
"Snuckums!" She practically squealed making you jump as she turned around and began making out with him grotesquely in front of everyone.
"That's my cue to leave," You said loud enough for them to hear, turning to head home to your dorms when Del grabbed your arm.
"Party tonight. Come with us," She begged looking at you with pleading eyes, as you were about to decline Chris scoffed at the thought of it.
"Y/n? At a party, don't make me laugh. She's the party pooper baby, she doesn't know how to have fun." For some reason, the anger bubbled up inside of you and it seemed to annoy you more. If Del had been the one to say it it wouldn't have bothered you as much but from him, you wanted to prove him wrong.
"I'll be there. Text me the details," You smiled smugly in his direction but he just seemed to smirk, it made you feel uneasy to see him smirking at you like that.
"This will be great! A going-away party right baby!?" Del squealed before making out with him once again.
