Yeoleum and the guy were still pointing their guns at each other. Yeoleum's eyes darted at the number that was tatooed on the man's hand.
"#98"
That is probably his name, Yeoleum said to herself, knowing that these people of Namjoon were separated from their families, not knowing their real names so their names were numbers instead.
There was a long silence between the two, they're still aiming their guns at each other.
“So... I hate moments like these. It's cliché in every action movie so I have to take a move. I'm sorry.”Yeoleum said, interrupting the silence, and shot the man's feet. Yeoleum then again shot the man's head, and then he landed on the ground, dead.
“Phew.”Yeoleum breathed out, pretending to wipe a sweat. Police sirens were heard.
Yeoleum knew that it was time to get her ass out of there. She checked the distance from the building that she's on to the other lower building, which is not too far away because these buildings are attached to each other.
“I can do this.” Yeoleum told herself, and jumped. Yeoleum landed on her feet smoothly, and then she ran towards the other side of the building, jumped recklessly, and then landed on the next building in a nasty way.
She rolled on the ground, and Yeoleum expected that she'll stop rolling, but unfortunately for fer, she didn't. And she didn't expect that she'll fall in a small square door of the rooftop of that building.
Meanwhile, in Jimin's cafe,
Jimin spilled coffee on himself, staining his uniform. “I'll just change my clothes, hyung.”Jimin told Yoongi, Yoongi nodded so he took over Jimin's place.
Jimin went to the small office where they put their belongings. Jimin took off his uniform shirt, leaving him shirtless, and half-naked.
“Aish.. I was so clumsy...”Jimin wiped his stomach. Jimin heard a noise, and he just ignored it.
“SHIT!”
Jimin heard a familiar voice above, and he didn't expect that someone will fall from the secret exit. Someone fell on Jimin, as the both of them fell on the ground, making Jimin cough a few times.
Jimin thought that an angel who fell from heaven landed on him.
But it was no angel... It was Yeoleum.
Jimin's eyes widened. He thought that Yeoleum should crawl up from hell, not to fall on top of him like that.
That was really unexpected.
Yeoleum felt like she landed on someone naked, in which she is obviously right.
She realized that she landed on Jimin, as in the Park Jimin that was her neighbor, then she suddenly jumped away from him.
“Y-Yeoleum? What the hell are you doing here?”Jimin asked, standing up.
Yeoleum stood up, and dusted herself, “Ah.. Well....about that...”
“It's about that nasty job of yours, am I right?”Jimin raised an eyebrow at Yeoleum. Yeoleum nodded, looking away from Jimin because she knows that she's not going to survive the view.
Jimin sighed, then he just noticed how uncomfortable Yeoleum was.
Jimin laughed, and then went closer to Yeoleum.
“Enjoy the view, babe.”Jimin smirked, making Yeoleum's head turn towards him.
Yeoleum looked at Jimin's toned abs, and that V-line, and those biceps, triceps, EVERYTHING.

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❝ Hitgirl ❞ .pjm
AksiA hitgirl met a barista in such an incovenient time, and they got close with each other, for some reasons. *** "Do you have some tissues here?" Yeoleum asked. The gray-haired barista gulped. ".....hi, I'm Jimin. Don't kill me." *** ______________...