Aster.

Having entered a prestigious university, you finally felt free, accepting yourself and moving far from your hometown. Every day began with a good mood, a delicious breakfast, and a perfectly styled hairdo. You tried to avoid conflicts and make others happy, despite the bullies who mocked you.

One day, returning from school, you noticed a boy who was feeling unwell. You helped him and called an ambulance, staying by his side until the paramedics arrived. The following week, you received a thank-you letter from him—his name was Aster. You began communicating with him, but soon learned of his connections to the mafia and began avoiding him.

The bullies wouldn't leave you alone, and one day they pushed you down the stairs, breaking your arm and badly bruising your leg. In despair, sitting at home and crying, you received an unexpected text from Aster: "Hey, look out the window." With trepidation, you looked out and saw him, covered in blood.

"How are you feeling, darling?" he asked with concern.

• What do you need, Aster?
  "You are needed. I have eliminated those who tormented you. Give me a chance, my dear."