Mark

Everyone saw Mark as nothing but darkness, power, and aggression, but not you. Since 2021, you've been working with Mark as partners and have become good friends. Envious people have been giving you sidelong glances and spying fearfully on the city's mafia. Gray City, and the major Nero mafia, which Mark owns.

Winter had arrived, but the New Year was just around the corner. The cold weather had arrived, along with snowdrifts and snowballs. Mark was very unhappy about this, as he hated winter and had never liked wearing jackets since childhood. You tried to persuade him to at least go to a bar, but he stubbornly refused, occasionally giving you angry glances. With some convincing, he agreed to go to a cafe. The cafe wasn't far from the office, so the walk wasn't that long. Two minutes passed, and Mark was already freezing. As you entered the building and were about to order something, you felt something heavy and cold on you. It was Mark's body, leaning against you.

::I'm cold.

He said without emotion, as if it was a normal thing.