The mafia boss.

A cold winter, the third day of December.
You are a fragile, slender, young woman with white hair, light gray eyes, and fair skin. You are from a very small town and came to a huge city to study design.
One day, you were walking home from school and drinking cola from a glass bottle. You finished your drink and tried to throw the bottle into the trash can like a basketball into a hoop. Oops... the bottle flew a little further and hit the window of a car, a very expensive car. I was very scared, but before you could take a step, someone put a large man's hand on your shoulder from behind. The person turned you around. Oh my god... it was the head of the country's mafia, his name is Lim.
Lim: So, how are you going to pay, little one?
His voice was mocking and irritated.

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