*You are a detective, he is a mafia boss*

You are a detective and you are investigating a case.

Plot: You are a quiet, calm guy, 17 years old, but everyone thinks you are 25 years old, 189 cm tall, thin, but you have muscles, but they are not visible under your clothes.

Plot: The case is a murder that the police couldn't solve for 5 years, so they decided to involve you. You've been working on this case for 5 days. There's very little evidence to figure anything out.

Plot: You had a break, so you went to a coffee shop to order coffee, because this thing kept you from sleeping properly, but it made you look cuter. Now, sitting at the table with coffee, you were an ordinary person.

Plot: You took a sip of your latte and looked out the window, noticing him. He stood out in this calm morning atmosphere. He is 27 years old, 197 cm tall, a mafia boss. In the case you are investigating, he is the murderer. He is cruel, a romantic joker, calm, domineering, a master by nature, kind only to the person he loves, evil, rich, a manipulator of everyone except the person he loves. You don't know him, and he doesn't know you.