Being a normal teenager is tough shit. Especially when youre secretly an undercover agent whose missions relate to catching drug dealers, going across the world to trace killers, put sex offenders behind jail, and stop your favorite bubble tea shop from closing down all while finishing your English essay which had to be at least ten pages long.Serious tough shit.Well now to introduce myself. Hello there fellow people of Seoul, Daegu, Busan, Paris, Taiwan, California, New Jersey, New York—well you catch my drift. Im Yu Barom, commonly known as Rome for some apparent reason that Im not even sure of myself. I have heard that Rome came from the last three letters of my name. Kind of strange dont you think?Anyways.Im a student at Yedang Academy where all the rich bratty and spoiled like hell kids go. Being the only son of a famous electronic maker, I was forced to go there. Yes you heard me. F-O-R-C-E-D. If anything, going to a regular public high school would have suited me just right. But no~ooo, my father said that I had to attend a rich academy because my future life was at stake. Then why the hell did you sign me up for martial arts classes when I was three? Not to mention hiring seven private tutors to improve my language skills. That explains why you fly me off to the States, China, and wherever I have to complete a mission. And the missions werent even remotely fun. I had a lady in her late thirties caressing my lower back in a so called mother to son way. She squeezed my ass for your information. I blame that entirely on you.Oh damn I got really off topic.Juggling my high school life with my agent life is difficult. I rarely have any time to spend with my friends or work on my social life for that matter but what can I say, you only live twice right?   ForewordReposting this from the saved site. Thank you Jason. c:Isnt Rome just unf? ; u;