𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 ✔

10th

There may be parts in this that make absolutely no sense I'm so sorry I'm really tired right now lmao

Being the gun Felix pointed it straight at the head of one of the hostages. His eyes held no emotion, he was conditioned to be that way anyway.

"Fire whenever" his very bored looking boss waved a dismissive hand from the corner of the room. 

Felix didn't say anything, his eyes not leaving the scared boy for one second.

He never missed, never.

Bang

And that was that, the body was taken away and the next one lined up for Felix to just shoot again.

It was an endless cycle. Capture, torture, kill. It was always that way.

Felix had never questioned the system he'd been trained into. Wouldn't go as far to say this was right. He wasn't stupid, but a part of him just couldn't disobey.

It was like an itch in the back of his mind, constantly reminding him of what would happen. If he didn't shoot the target.

Maybe blame that on the years of torture he experienced himself.

"Great Dove" the boss stood up walking over and taking the gun from Felix's hands "That's all"

Felix never questioned the nickname. Well was it a nickname? More a codename to match his strikingly white hair.

Bang

A reflex check.

Felix didn't even question when his boss pulled the trigger of the gun right at his head. Neither did he question the muscle memory of dodging it either.

It didn't faze him.

He never missed, nor was he ever hit.

But of course he was human.

So this wasn't going to be forever.

...

Felix was on one particular job, at a special premier which would be happening. He was instructed to captor one of the celebrities attending. Shouldn't be too difficult right?

He was used to things like this, the people he worked for did not strike peuny businesses.

They wanted influence.

"Dove" a voice rang through his ear piece "feds everywhere watch your back over"

"I'll be careful over" Felix had adopted a very monotone deep voice, which went along with his emotionless eyes.

To fit in with the venue Felix was wearing a black silk shirt tucked into some black jeans with a chain looped by his thigh.

Pretty normal for a place like this.

He had a gun hidden under his suit jacket, which lay snugly around his shoulders.

He walked up through the crowd of people into the place. It looked pretty rich, a huge hall with lots of people.

It was also a great way to sneak in and out without anyone noticing.

Felix walked over to the bar asking for two drinks.

As he waited he scanned the room. 

Kim Da-hyun

That's who he was looking for

He was quick to find her, thanking the bar tender for his drink and walking over to her.

"Hey" he greeted warmly sitting just far away enough for her to seem comfortable.