Han - mafia

You were at a private party attended by important and rich people. You belong to them too. Sitting at the table, you drank red/white wine, looking around at the people at the party. Your gaze stopped on a young guy in a business suit. He was already looking at you. For him, your look at him was a sign that he could approach you. Which he did.

"Hello, my lady. My name is Han Jisung. May I know your name?"