You were walking home from school when it was snowing outside and getting dark. Turning into an alley, you heard a shot and saw a man fall to the ground, clutching his chest. It was me...Bang Chan. I am the boss of the main mafia in the city. Now I had a shootout with the enemy. I suffered a misfortune.The enemy quickly ran away and I, falling to the ground, grabbed my shoulder, covering the wound with my hand... I clenched my teeth from pain.

“F@ck…” I whisper to myself