Jack

I thought this whole case was a terrible idea. In fact, I knew it was ever since that dreaded cup of black coffee spilt—and stained itself all over my nice Oxford shirt.

First day on the job, and this happens.

Alarmed, I look up at the girl who accidentally ran into me. "Oh, god," she clasps her hand over her mouth, holding her coffee cup in the other. "I am so sorry."

I grunt as I look into her icy blue orbs, the pale color reminding me of my own eyes. But you know how they say the eye is the window to the soul? You can't tell anything from my eyes—you can't make out one single emotion, no matter how hard you look. And I make sure nobody can tell.

I've been trained all of my career to keep my emotions hidden, to never let my face become an open book. I can't trust anyone, because it would interfere with my job, and that point has been made very clear to me.

But her eyes showed me a world of pain. I could see the lifelessness behind them by just one glance—the utter depression and sadness she endured everyday. I wasn't supposed to care, and maybe I didn't at the time. I was consumed with annoyance, obsessing over my shirt.

They told me her name was Elsa Anderson. That she was quiet. A geek. Misunderstood. A disappointment of a sister to Anna Anderson: one of the most popular and friendly girls on campus.

But she became perfect to me. I wasn't supposed to fall for her; I wasn't supposed to trust a soul. The purpose of me coming to Guardian U was strictly for business reasons only—for the case.

Speaking of the case: it was overwhelming to me, and it interfered with my love for Elsa. It got in the way of everything. And she didn't know who I really was—she didn't know who I worked for. It would only be a matter of time before everything would come crashing down, and our lives would be in peril.

Being a secret agent for the CIA was never easy, and never will be. But sometimes, instead of going with my gut—I learned to follow my heart.

A/N: I'm really excited to write this. I was inspired by James Bond, and all my friends know how obsessed I am with Jelsa, so—here you go. More updates to come soon! All reviews are appreciated.