'CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR PROTECTIVE' 'I don't have time for this.' The black haired boy would always say. The thing is no one has time. Having enough time is fictional, people dream of it, but it's never real. Why waste the only thing that is limited. I had hoped, that instead of leaving she'd linger by the door uncomfortably. I had prayed that she'd forget her scarf in my life, and come back for it later. I should've know that, that was never the case. I watched her leave my life, I couldn't do anything to stop it. And the worst part, is that I felt like I deserved it. Five would do anything it took to get her back... what If she changed, what if y/n wasn't the girl he once fell in love with. The second book of the 'protective' series

He was a famous, cold blooded killer. She too was alike. Both trained assassins. Fighting the urge to become the one thing they set out to destroy. Y/n was sent directly to terminate Five. But as to be expected, things go wrong. In a blur, a blue blur, the two assassins are traveled back into the past, where they are forced to work together to save their home. When ends meet, what occurs when Five realizes it was all a lie. - "Remember me?" Her eyes narrowed, the thirst for success only adding to the intensity of her glare. The man looked horrified. "Remember you?" He replied, stopping his true feelings from creeping its way up his throat and satisfying her cruel curiosity. "You are the reason I have blood on my hands, the reason I no longer hesitate to pull the trigger. The reason why, even now, after all this time you still haunt my dreams at night. Damn right I remember you."