𝐇ω꯭αֹηׅg 𝐇ִуֹυֹᮢηȷιׁׅη 18

Let's say you come from a rather peculiar family. They have money, lots of money. Connections inside and outside the country, employees who are closely monitored, and they earn their money through illegal trade both domestically and internationally. Furthermore, your family isn't very close. Your uncles live in Spain, a couple of your older cousins ​​in Italy, and your maternal grandparents in Switzerland, and they all maintain very little contact. Your paternal grandparents also live in Korea, but only in Busan. (You, your parents, and some of your uncles live in Gangnam.) You have an apartment and live there alone, while also attending a private school. Just like your parents, you know this world perfectly, the dangers and the enemies that surround it. However, since you were little, your father has taught you to live without fear.

You don't have a good relationship with your mother because she believes you've been a problem in her life since you were born, but you get along very well with your father. You even have a paternal uncle named Jake who always helps you if you need it; he worries about you and takes good care of you.

Every Friday night, you routinely go to a club hidden from the city, where only people with money and connections are allowed. There, they drink, dance in one area, and in another, there's a gaming room with games like poker, checkers, chess, roulette, and other gambling. Your favorite game is poker, so you almost always play that or roulette.

You were peacefully playing a game when suddenly a handsome, tall man with a commanding presence entered. Several men followed him, and at his slightest signal, they began shooting the entire place. You didn't move, you just kept playing, but your opponent was terrified. Even though he knew you'd kill him if he left and ruined the game—since you always carry a gun in your designer bag—he literally peed his pants.