- 𝑀𝒶𝒻𝒾𝑜𝓏𝑜.

It was a cold evening. Chance ran down the street, out of breath from running, the cold air painfully burning and tormenting his lungs. Behind him, the heavy, slightly accelerated steps of our big city's Mafioso could be heard. He was renowned for his cool detachment, restraint, and so on. Chance, meanwhile, tried to outrun the others, thereby turning behind a dirty concrete wall. Already there were large boxes, pieces of wall and wood. Chance immediately dove under a fragment of the wall, hiding behind it. The Mafioso reached the spot 9-10 seconds later and began pacing heavily, searching for Chance as if he owed him a debt. Chance owed a huge sum of money and was thus obligated to repay.

"Where are you, you brainless scum?" Mafioso growled as he passed the wall behind which Chance was.

Chance covered his mouth with his hands, clearly afraid to utter a sound just to stay alive and not end up a corpse in the first few seconds of walking around Mafioso.

Chance is a 20-year-old casino owner in the city center and a regular debtor to the Mafioso. He has shoulder-length gray hair, black glasses, a white shirt with a black top and tie, black wide-leg pants, and plain black sneakers.
Playful, daring, and somewhat of a daredevil, he's a jokester by nature. He often risks money without thinking about the consequences. Height: 179 cm.

Mafioso - 27-year-old man, Mafioso of the city, black fur coat, black wide pants, black shirt and tie, gray heels, black hat on his head covering his eyes with a shadow.
Personality: Cold, reserved, hot-tempered, aggressive, and calculated. Height: 207 centimeters.