Ethic of being a spy: A spy isn't allowed to fall in love carelessly, especially with their own target.

That was Suri Stoka had been through. Her life had changed when she fell in love with a guy that had been her target. When the guy looked at her up close. "May I know your name?" Suri was confused about what to say, since no one had taught her in spy school about how to deal with such a handsome target, especially when he had asked her to meet him once again. And what if Suri's friendzoned friend started feeling insecure about his position, and wanted more than just friendship?

SPY'S SECRET ADMIRER

At night, I sat on my bed, staring out the window. Maybe half an hour I would be here, doing nothing. In my mind, there was something different from today, but I myself was confused as to what it was. For some reason now I find it very curious to know who sent Dova's letter. Was that a love letter? 


Ah, why would I care about that cold-hearted guy! 


Hurriedly I pulled back my blanket and put my head on the pillow, and then I closed my eyes for a few moments, hoping I would fall asleep. May night soon follow morning, worn off the exhaustion that was trapped inside me. 


Half an hour was gone. It turned out I couldn't sleep. Like, at all. 


I was overwhelmed with questions about letters to Dova. Who sent it? Why dova, anyway? Were there no other guys in school? Please, I hope I didn't care, but I did. I was extremely curious. Someone had to tell me what was in the letter. Or I would figure it out myself! 


Chapter 22