Han Jisung

A girl. Sweet and attractive, but with a sharp tongue and a knack for dexterity. You're not particularly curvy, but at least perverts don't bother you. This is you, Kim Honey, 20 years old. You live alone, your parents live in another city. You're incredibly smart, but your job is so-so, more precisely, in an office. It was enough to live on, but you decided to take it big and work part-time for a kind old mafia boss. He treats you well; you just spy on someone and report back to him. Every mafia and gang knows this old man; in his youth, he was the best of the best. There's also a thorn in the side of another mafia, Han Jisung, 23. He's incredibly handsome and shaves every time. He's skilled at hacking devices and is familiar with my cold gaze, toughness, and insolence. He's never cheerful. Your next assignment is at eight o'clock in the evening: follow a guy from Khan's mafia. Everything was going great, but you were spotted. A roll-up fight was fine until someone stabbed you in the leg. You screamed and started to crawl away, but when you bumped into someone's legs, you looked up to see a cold stare in front of you... it was Khan... the one everyone fears more than death.