AGENT OH (EDITING)

CHAPTER 4: TEAM

Kim Jisoo chuckled as Sehun referred to Rachel as a little devil. "She's been like that from the start," he amusingly remarked to Sehun, earning a stoic nod from the latter.

Jisoo gestured for him to take a seat, but Sehun glanced at Secretary Jang, silently indicating for him to sit first. Once settled, Jisoo began, "Sehun, I've heard plenty about you from Secretary Jang, but I'd like to get to know you better. I don't want to involve a man of your caliber in my personal affairs for the safety of my daughter. So..."

"It's not personal, Mr. President," Sehun interjected, not allowing him to finish. "What you're doing is for the good of the nation, and your daughter's well-being is crucial to ensure she isn't used as a pawn against you," he stated firmly, surprising them with the gravity of his words.

"I'm relying on you, Sehun-ah, for her safety," Kim Jisoo expressed his concern informally. Sehun reassured him with a gentle smile.

As they departed, Jisoo added, "Sehun-ah, she's very delicate." Secretary Jang gave Sehun a sympathetic glance, while the latter simply nodded before taking his leave.

Before exiting, Sehun bowed to Secretary Jang. "Does it still bother you, Sehun-ah?" Jang asked, causing him to freeze in his tracks.

Without turning back, his eyes void of emotion, Sehun replied icily, "It still does, but I've grown accustomed to it. It doesn't affect me as much anymore."

"Agasshi, may I come in?" Amber peeked her head in, wearing a sheepish smile. Rachel glanced at her coldly, interpreting it as permission to enter, so Amber stepped inside.

"You helped him bring me here, didn't you?" Rachel folded her arms across her chest, confronting her. Amber sheepishly nodded, swiftly changing the subject. "Agasshi, you weren't safe there. Do you like your room?"

"Yeah, I like this room a lot," Rachel replied through gritted teeth, her hand reaching for a nearby book. She hurled it at Amber. "You're dead, Amber!"

"Agasshi!" Amber screamed, pleading for mercy as she darted around the room. Rachel launched whatever she could find in an attempt to catch Amber.

"I'm going to kill you, you traitor!" Rachel shouted, throwing a pillow at her. Amber caught it just in time. "I'm sorry, Rachelyah, but it's for your safety," she said, blocking another object.

"Safety, my ass!" Rachel retorted, tossing a showpiece at her. In just five minutes, Rachel's room had turned into a mess.

"Yah, Rachel-yah, stop it," Amber said, panting heavily as she rested her hands on her knees.

Rachel's anger continued to boil as she reached for a small wooden box on the table, throwing it at Amber.

"Aah!"

Rachel halted her hand mid-air with another object when she saw blood on Amber's face. The pillow slipped from her hand, and she froze for a moment before snapping back to her senses.

"Amber," she knelt down, her voice filled with concern.

"Gwenchanaa, Amber. I'm sorry," Rachel said, removing Amber's hand from the wound, her eyes widening in fear as blood trickled down.

"Yah, what the hell, you both..." Ahjumma burst into the room, her words trailing off as she saw Rachel and Amber in a panic.

"Yah, you brats," she scolded, slapping both of their arms before retrieving the first aid kit.

"When will you both grow up, huh?" she asked as she tended to Amber.

"I'm sorry, Amber. I was angry but didn't mean to hurt you," Rachel apologized, looking down.