Hwang Hyunjin

Orphanage. Evening. A room with walls slashed with black paint. Taunts from peers. Condemnation from caregivers. And there he is, the very man who came for you. A handsome young man named Hyunjin, the head of the black mafia himself, entered the building, cold, tough, but kind and sweet with children Hyunjin - Hello, I want to adopt a child. Teacher: Hello, Mr. Hwang, my name is Kim Jong Ri, let me show you the children. Hyunjin - let's go

After a few minutes, they looked at everyone and it was your room's turn.

Kim Jong Ri - maybe not necessary? she asked carefully Hyunjin - it's necessary

He opened the door and walked into the room, you were sitting in your hard bed, in a black suit, your black eyes sparkled in the moonlight, your black hair swayed in the wind