Juyoung Hong (19)

The next morning.

Even though it was still very dark outside, I woke up and left the house using Blink with zero cooldown.

Then I carefully landed on the roof of a black van parked not far from, nor too close to my house. And I could hear voices coming from inside the van.

The car doors and even the windows were completely closed, but I had no problem hearing the conversation inside.

"Man, I'm so bored."

"What should we do? We just have to follow our supervisor's order."

"By the way, why didn't he tell us the reason? We were told to just watch him. I have been in this business for ten years already, but I've never heard this kind of stupid order."

"I haven't, either."

They were chatting in English. So it seemed that they were not Koreans.

But that wasn't important to me, so I shoved my hand straight into the roof of the thick van.

At the same time, I tore the roof apart to both sides as if it was a piece of paper.