Under Gun and Key

The file

[ You ]

Name: Kim Y/n
Age: 21
Born: Busan, Korea
Hight: 5'8"
Weight: 110 lbs
Family: All dead
Friends: Park Jimin and Min Yoongi
Job: A detective

{ Chapter One }

I was early in the office cleaning. My office was a mess cause we just got back from a hostage situation. They left clues along the way and we have to get to the victim on time or else he would kill her. We got to go back but he got away.
This guy is good. It has been two years and we still couldn't get him. He seemed always two steps ahead of us. It was absolutely frustrating! I hated it! I took on this case cause I was the only person to get this close to him multiple times. It was like he wanted me to find him.
I was in my desk when Jimin came in. Jimin was one of the people on my team and my closest friend. It had been like that before we got this job.

Jimin: " Hey y/n "
Y/n: " Hi jiminie~ "

He came over and kisses me cheeks. I used to like him and he did too. We told each other when we both where over each other so we acted liked a couple sometimes. You called each other " baby " and all that.

Jimin: " What are you doing today princess? "
Y/n: " Still on this case....sadly "
Jimin: " Awwwwww ok~ "
Y/n: " Yeah I got some new evidence and need to examine it. "
Jimin: " Damn it! I wanted to fuck!! "

He whines and I hit his chest. He laughed and so did I.

Jimin: " Ok well I will leave you to be them baby "
Y/n: " thank you babe. "

He kisses my cheek again and leaves with a smile. I sat down and sighed. I have an old box in front of me. I was so confused. It had a gold lock but no key. Did I miss something? Am I supposed to break it? Do I pick the lock?
I picked it up and shook it. There was definitely something inside. It sounded like paper and something else. If it was the key I would kill this kid as soon as I saw him again.
I flipped it over and saw some carvings.

Carving: " I like that family picture on your desk~ "

My eyes widened and my breathing stopped.
I looked over to see my last family picture. I was 15 when that was taken. I ran over and say a gold key in the back.

Y/n: " H-How.... "

Did he get in here? If so, when? How? Why?
I walked back over to the box and inserted the key in. It fit! I twisted it slightly and the box opens wide. There was paper!
There was always a pocket what. I love pocket watches! Something about them, how they look, feel, and how they give me some kinda a feeling. This one was beautiful. Rose gold with the tree of life engraved. The tree was big and beautiful I couldn't help but keep looking at it.
Sadly I had go out it down and look at the paper. It was in a folder. Nothing really special I mean it looked like a regular file. But when I opened it.....I was scared. This was not regular file. It was a file on........me.....

{ To be continued }

( sorry if it was to short but still hope you enjoyed... )