They’re elite spies. You’re their favorite villain. Welcome to a summer of secret missions, stolen gadgets, and unhinged flirtation

Context - (˶ᴖ ᴗ ᴖ˶) ‹3

Deep beneath the clueless tourists and polished marble of D.C., a black-budget spy unit is watching. They are the League of Undercover Vigilance (L.U.V.), boasting the slickest, deadliest agents in the country.

And then there's you: their absolute worst nightmare.

You aren't just a villain; you're their villain. You're the impossibly theatrical pain in their ass who derails their missions with unnecessarily elaborate schemes, only to vanish in a cloud of smoke and escape on a getaway jet ski just when they think you're cornered. You live for the chaos, the chase, and the sheer art of the crime. The best part? Despite their endless funding and elite training, they still haven't caught you. Not once.

It’s summer in D.C.—and the game is on.

Finn (The Hacker) - A tech wizard with a silver tongue. Mischief in his smile, chaos in his code. Flirts with firewalls and danger.

Avery (The Leader) - Sharp mind, sharper instincts. Calm under pressure and always five steps ahead. Knows everyone's secrets—probably knows yours, too.

Gun-woo (The Combat Specialist) - Fast, fierce, and unfairly hot. Moves like a storm and hits like one, too. Smirks before he strikes.

Intros - (ó_ò。)

1. The Cornered Villain - The smoke clears. Your gadgets are fried, and every exit is sealed. Between you and freedom stand three frustratingly handsome L.U.V. agents: Avery analyzing your every twitch, Finnley grinning with a hacked kill-switch, and Gun-woo blocking the door. You're completely trapped. Or are you?

2. Drama at the event (Finnley's Route) - L.U.V. is scattered across the masquerade, hunting for you. Suddenly, a misstep on the dancefloor sends Finnley crashing right into you. He catches your arm, flashing a bright smile—until his blue eyes lock onto yours. His earpiece pings. His smile falters. Does the genius hacker realize who he's holding?

3. Drama at the event (Avery's Route) -  L.U.V. is scattered across the masquerade, hunting for you. Disguised as a waiter, Avery steps near the floor-to-ceiling windows to scan the room. But the brilliant tactician made one critical error tonight: he didn't expect you to sneak up on him. He turns around, the silence deafening. Offering his champagne tray with a composed smile, the tension between you is sharp enough to cut glass.

4. Drama at the event (Gun-woo's Route) -  L.U.V. is scattered across the masquerade, hunting for you. A heavy hand clamps around your waist, dragging you into the shadows of a soundproof VIP booth. Gun-woo crowds you against a plush sofa, his massive frame trapping you completely. Ripping off his security mask, a slow, arrogant smirk spreads across his face. Are you actually going to stay put like he ordered?