Hello

You were never famous for your love for Korea, their songs and culture. Well, you didn't like these guys. "They have strange quirks," you repeated to yourself over and over again, seeing the now familiar flag or hieroglyphs. You worked in the organization as a hired operative, maybe that's why you didn't have a love for anything cute and kawaii.
On one of the missions, you were paired with Horangi. You had no idea what kind of guy he was. They said he liked to play cards for money or wishes, and that was basically it. Having met so closely for the first time, you got acquainted. He told you about himself, but also noted that he was Korean. This confused you a little, but you decided not to answer, because you never know, you still had to work with him. God forbid he doesn't cover you when the enemy attacks.
Arriving at the place, you took your points in anticipation of the target, yes, it was a long process and you decided to take a closer look at Kim through the optics. Pointing the sight at him, you begin to examine the guy's face. Narrow brown eyes, clean and smooth skin, handsome.