#antxmiyoung

yunho thinks it's been much too long since he's stepped on the campus of a school. it's only been shy of four years -- never looking back towards university once he left. 

he sighs, and runs his hand through his hair, squinting at the sun as he makes his way throughout the area. he smiles amicably at a group of girls ushering past, nodding his head with a chuckle as they gush and giggle and shoot glances towards his retreating back.

how cute.

placing his hands in the pockets of his jacket, he bows his head and enters the building. he has a destination in mine -- the one he had read in a file, with letters and numbers and locations; all from ip addresses. hackers are tricky people, and this particular one that's caught his eye is funny enough as it is.

the library -- the one place in which there are computers, a plethora of them. it'd be easy for someone to just plop themselves down and work their magic, and it would be hard to trace in a public area. 

yunho smiles, and twists down a corridor, pausing at the doorway to his suggested area, his eyes flicker to the name plate, before ducking his head underneath and entering. 

the library isn't exactly filled -- but it isn't desolate in the slightest. it takes him a moment to pinpoint each and every form within the room, his lips pursing in thought as his legs take him further inside.

there are females littering the area -- a girl's school, after all -- and yunho finds himself smiling at each and everyone. he's always been a bit of a softie for women, but these were children in a sense. he nods his head at them, and twists his attention away -- and his eyes catch sight of one lone female, secluded; isolated -- in the farthest corner of the library.

she's not a student -- she looks older than that. he can clearly see the lanyard of a working official around her neck, and his head tilts to the side in question. what better way this off by questioning?

he clears his throat and straightens his back, and his feet are taking larger steps -- closer and closer to her formation. she doesn't notice, or at least she doesn't make it known. her fingers are clicking and clacking at her keyboard -- and yunho's eyes instantly zero in on the plethora of codes and numbers and letters. it's familiar, yet different. it causes his brows to rise and his smile to widen.

( sms → swiper ) 6:52 PM

miiiiiiyounggieeeee — a boy gave me a cute necklace. i know how much you like my jewelry!

( sms → swiper ) 6:55 PM

— she’s always thought miyoung looks better like this. flushed and panting, lips swollen and lipstick smudged; her hair askew and matted, dampened from sweat.

sooyeon smiles at the younger, tilting her head as she makes a small hushing noise, pressing a finger to the girl’s lips. she bats her eyes at her, chuckling at the breath that escapes the female beneath her. she tsk’s, leaning down to press her lips on the flesh of her neck, teeth nipping at the skin. trailing a hand up her side, she traces invisible patterns and designs into her exposed flesh, up  until her hand reaches the strands of her hair. entangling her fingers within it, she tugs miyoung’s head to the side with a quick flick of her wrist.

the whimper that escapes the female has sooyeon grinning, and she drags her mouth up the expanse of her throat, moaning into her ear as she presses her body against the others, her other hand pinning her hip to the ground. 

It was the same process every time, work beckoned his expertise in the art of murder and he was the artist ready to work upon command for more than the pay, the pleasure that followed closely behind it was far more rewarding. He waited patiently as the leader looked through files and papers hoping to find the correct one. "Ah" he cooed in pleasure as he pulled out the paper, he was about to see his new target.

But the picture was blurred and it left him confused, looking down at the paper and back up at Lazarus. "What the hell is this?" he was confused with what he was given, it was a blurred picture of what looked like a women, a name and a place that she typically was found, it was shady and he had an unsettling feeling that came with it. Who the hell was Tiffany, reading through her file more he found out that she was a hacker and was potentially capable of robbing arcanum of their money and so it was up to Joon to stop the threat for good.

"Do your job, Joon." Lazarus's voice was laced with poison and it was the only voice Joon understood, constantly pressing his leaders buttons and he knew when and when to not talk. Letting out a sigh he nodded and dismissed the aggression. "Yes sir."  taking the paper and going over it the best he could. 

Tiffany, he let out a huff, rubbing the back of his head, the directions of the library she worked at, and that was the first place he would head, it was getting close to about one and it seemed like a good time to go, and he found no use in slowing down; How hard would it be to kill off a little librarian who hid behind a computer as her line of work?

It was only a ten minute car ride and before he knew it he was standing in front of the library, it was a Sunday and it was closing in an hour anyway, slipping inside he sauntered along the book shelves eyeing the titles and caressing the spines of the books, his finger tips grazing along every one that rested in his path, there were a few people but as the time passed a lot were leaving, and pretty soon it would be him and a few workers left, possibly?

Skimming through books and putting them back into their designated places. "Tiffany~!" a voice chimed and throwing his attention away from the literature and onto where the voice was coming from, he could only see the backs of their heads but he was now able to pin point his target, causing him to pull his gloves from his back pockets and flipping them over his hands, curling his fingers around the hilt of his knife, his desired weapon of choice.

"I'm tired, do you mind closing today?" the unknown voice asked confidently and his eyes were glued to the figures. "Ah - sure!" the other voiced back, the blonde clapped in excitement and they exchanged hugs and then it was just him and her. She was placing books back, in whatever order her job demanded. The big bad hacker and yet she was so easy to track down.

His steps were light as he drew himself closer and closer, close enough that he found himself able to smell the perfume the doused herself - possibly too much in. Licking his lips  his heart started to pound, in a swift movement he grabbed her from behind and pressed the sharp end of his blade against  the curve of her jaw line. "So, big bad hacker. How does it feel to know youre going to die?"