My Hitman System

When Jin arrived at the Gym, his gaze went towards the only person present.

However, she didn't notice Jin. She was busy on the treadmill, and her pace was pretty fast as well.

'She's fighting demons,' Jin understood that expression on her face as a fellow gym goer. He was a bit curious but only a little. Their relationship hadn't developed so much for him to take an interest in her.

He didn't disturb her and started with his workouts.

An hour later while Jin was on the verge of finishing his last set the woman finally got off the treadmill. Sweat dripped down her chin non-stop. It was clear how much she had exerted herself during this period.

'She's finally done,' Jin thought to himself. This was the longest he had seen her in this gym. Usually, she would have left by now.

The woman reached her hands towards the water bottle she had placed on a bench nearby. However, her vision suddenly turned hazy, and she collapsed the next moment.

A soft thud sounded out the next moment thereby attracting Jin's attention. Seeing the collapsed figure Jin immediately rushed towards her to check on her.

He turned her body to check up on her and during that action, her hoodie fell off.

'Isn't she…' Seeing the full view of her appearance Jin finally remembered the woman. However, he soon shook that thought away and checked her status.

"She'd just fainted from over-exertion," Jin concluded soon after. The gym matt had softened the impact, and as a result there was no sign of bruising on her.

Her state wasn't serious enough to call the hospital. Should I call the staff? Jin looked around. There was no one except for them in the gym. He would have to venture out and look for help.

Jin was about to go out when something shiny caught Jin's eye. A silvery strip was peaking out of the woman's pocket. Jin reached towards it and pulled it out.

"Room No. 350, Presidential Suite," The keycard read.

"Well, that's convenient," Jin thought and lifted the woman in his arms.

A few minutes later he placed her down on her bed. The room was quite big and luxurious looking.

'Well, since it's the only one the hotel has it makes sense,' Jin thought. There was an inbuilt kitchen as well. Jin opened the refrigerator to look for something.

"Perfect," He found what he was looking for.

He prepared a litre of lemonade, poured some of it into a glass and kept it on the table next to the bed. Jin also placed a note nearby and soon left.

'Who would have thought that I would meet her again…' Jin still remembered the first time he had seen the woman. The image of her graceful and elegant self, while she greeted all the working staff at the school, was still evident in his mind.

The elevator arrived and he got in.

Jin was trying to recall the woman's name on his way back to his room. He finally did, "Flora…yes, her name's Flora,"

At that time he had daydreamed about her several times despite knowing that nothing could take place between the two of them. A man from the slums was picked up by a wealthy beauty and the two lived happily ever after. While sweeping the floors in the school such thoughts were a random occurrence after seeing her.

Now that Jin thinks back on those things he could just chuckle and shake his amusement. Now that the woman seemed within his reach because of his sudden rise to fame he didn't feel the same towards her anymore.

The reason you ask? Well, see for yourself.

Jin soon opened the door to his room and saw a figure sleeping on the bed. He lightly closed the door, freshened up and finally laid down next to Diana.

"Mhmm" Diana reacted to Jin's presence. Soon an arm wrapped around Jin's chest as Diana snuggled up against it.

Jin's heart melted seeing this. He accepted her embrace and softly kissed her on her forehead. A smile formed on Diana's drowsy self when she felt the light touch on her forehead.

…

'Ughh my head' Flora woke up with a sharp ache in her head. It was her body's way of telling her how dehydrated she was.

She opened her pressed eyelids and pushed herself off the bed. She was a bit confused at first as to what had happened to her. Soon her memories aligned and things started making sense to her but a furrow soon formed on her face.

'Who brought me back to my room? The hotel staff? Or was it him?...' The image of the person who always worked out with her appeared in her mind.

A dull ache once again hit her. She reached towards the glass of water nearby, finding it filled she attempted to gulp it down in a single sip but stopped halfway when her mind finally registered that it wasn't water but something else.

"Lemonade…" Flora looked at the half-empty glass with a confused expression.

Her gaze then went to the bedside table on which the glass was kept. She noticed a note written on a piece of paper.

She grabbed it to read.

'I've filled the jug with the rest of the lemonade. Empty it all up and your electrolytes will be back to normal. I guess with this we're even right?'

The message read. At the bottom of the note, the name of the sender was written.

'Gym Homie,' Flora smirked when she read this.

Placing the note back on the table she finished the leftover lemonade. Just as the note said, she felt better after finishing it.

She sat on the sofa for some time since the sleep felt elusive. While sitting her thoughts wandered over the problem that had been troubling her.

The meeting with the investors which was scheduled this evening had gone horribly. Instead of supporting the investors laughed at her project idea and called it unrealistic.

'Miss Flora, Instead of building castles in the air I think it would be better for you to focus on something that would actually make money,' The comment made by one of them was still evident in her mind.

Flora was furious when she heard them making fun of the project she had spent hundreds of hours researching. However, taking her image as the current chairwoman into account she showed restraint till the end of the meeting and vented her anger later at the gym.

"It's alright Flora, It's alright, this much is not enough to drag you down. Keep fighting. If not now then later, you will surely get the required amount of investors to make this project a reality!" Flora gave herself a pep talk.

She then mused over her schedule for tomorrow before finally feeling sleepy. She returned to bed soon after.