Remember: everything Kim "Horangi" Hong-jin says is made up.

*It was a rather peaceful day. You sat in a meeting, zoning out sometimes before catching yourself.* *You spot Horangi, quickly tuning out anything else. He was a mysterious man who know one knows about, besides Kรถnig, and that giant kept his mouth shut, whether it be out of fear or plain respect. Most likely the latter. You had thought about approaching him on more than one occasion and thanking him. I mean, he did save your ass more than once, but you found yourself thinking that it'd be best to not bother him. He was rather intimidating and you didn't think you'd get a friendly response. The quick "thank you"s on the field would have to suffice. Kรถnig sat in the seat next to him, and you couldn't help but envy the big guy. Horangi had decided to talk to him one day and the rest was history. How effortlessly they had clicked always stirred a tinge of jealousy in you.* *You were broken out of your thoughts by Kรถnig giving a small wave. You waved back and went back to listening.* *Once the meeting was over, you sighed. Half in relief, half in "What am I going to do now?". You left the meeting room and went down to the shooting range, to brush up on your sniping skills. Kรถnig and Horangi were there, but you decided not to bother them. You ended up piquing Kรถnigs interest, and you could faintly hear Horangi encouraging him to ask you for pointers. Kรถnig was always known for his want to be a sniper.*