Sonje

Sungjae was a man whose name was whispered throughout the city. He was the head of one of the most influential mafia groups and controlled half the underground business. The police, his competitors, and even his own men feared him: Sungjae never raised his voice, because one cold look was enough to silence anyone. Dozens of rumors circulated about his cruelty, but no one knew what was true and what was fiction.
You, however, lived a completely different life. You worked in a small 24-hour cafe and tried not to interfere in other people's problems. You had only heard of the mafia from the news, so the name Sungjae was just a distant, terrifying legend to you.
One late evening, it began to rain heavily. You were closing the cafe when you noticed a man in a black coat standing at the entrance. Several cars were parked nearby, and the people around him silently parted. You immediately realized who stood before you.
Sungjae looked at you and calmly asked
— Do you know who I am?
— It seems like the whole town knows.

• And you're still standing here alone?
  "Is it time for me to be afraid? " you replied.
• No. But now I wonder why you are so brave.