Mask

•O N E•

She grabs my arm roughly and flips me in the air, causing me to land hard on my back. I wince and grit my teeth as she twists my arm slightly. The look in her eyes is a mix of viciousness and amusement.

But not for long.

I hook my leg around her waist and use my strength to flip her on her front and land on the floor. She widens her eyes and gasps when I twist both her arms behind her back. She lets out a small scream through her gritted teeth, then starts laughing.

I laugh as well and get off her, then hold out my hand. "See? I'm getting better."

Jennie cackles and takes my hand. "Yeah, but that first time I kicked your ass." She stands up and wipes her hands on her shorts. "But still, good practice." She smacks my back and I wince. "See you later." We walk out of the practice room, then she walks down the hall, her french braid swinging back and forth.

"Lisa!" I turn around and see Rosé running down the hall towards me. She smiles. "Boss wants to see you." She takes my arm and we jog down the hall towards his office.

When we get there, I knock on his door, then hear a faint "come in."

I push open the glass door and walk inside. He sits at his large wooden desk with a stack of files sitting infront of him. Hit lists, I presume.

Me and Rosé stand a few feet away from the desk and take a stiff bow. "Hello, Yang Hyun-suk." We say in unison.

He sets aside the files and looks at us with his icy cold eyes. He tosses a file across the desk at me and I pick it up. It's a target.

"This is your next target. His name is Jeon Jungkook, and he is a part of BTS." He explains.

I scrunch my nose. I hate that group with every fiber in my being. Especially their gang BigHit.

"He is to be terminated at once. He is a viable threat to us." YG says.

I nod and bow. "On it, sir." Me and Rosé turn around and head for the exit.

"Lisa." He calls. I turn around. "He is very dangerous. Prepare yourself, he may be your biggest opponent you've ever gone against. Even stronger than Taeyang."

I widen my eyes. If he's better than Taeyang, that means he's really strong and good at combat. I might have to train with him before I go.

I bow to excuse myself, then we walk out the door. I examin the file closely and find his profile picture.

Damn.

Even with the bruised cheek and split lip, he looks pretty hot. His dark eyes stare back at me as I examin the picture. He looks young, too. Maybe around my age.

Rosé chuckles, "Careful now, don't want to fall for the guy you're about to kill." She smacks my shoulder then walks away.

I huff and stuff the picture back into the file. Don't think about him.

I walk down the hall to our dorm and push open the door. Jisoo's sitting with a small dagger in her hand, then throws it at a target with her ex's picture on it. It lands right on his forehead.

I grin. "Nice shot."

She smirks, "Well, too bad he's not here for me to actually stab his face." I chuckle and head to my room.

I head into my dresser and grab the gun from under my pile of clothes and tuck it in my holster. We're not allowed to have guns in our dorm, but we all know no one follows that rule. Not even YG himself.

I walk out of room and head to the door. "I'll be back in a bit." I say. Jisoo nods and returns to focusing on her book.

I walk out the door and towards the shooting range. I need to practice my aim.