Files of a big case, with the name, "LEE DONGHYUCK / LEE HAECHAN", laid on your desk in your office. You picked up the pictures of the man, looking over it. Donghyuck, or better known as his gang name, Haechan, was part of a mafia gang called 'NCT' that the police have been trying to find and arrest for years now, unfortunately having no luck. You, on the other hand, were a young, private detector, one of, if not the best, in the whole country, therefore, you got hired to work on this case as well.

Months and months passed with absolutely no leads, but one late night, as you were out, taking a walk, you witnessed someone beating up a few men in a dark alleyway, that wasn't too far from your house. Lee Haechan.

Any second now, you'd have to talk to him, face to face, to identify if it was really him, and to question and get as much as possible from him.

A knock was heard on your office door, snapping you out of your trance, as you mumbled a "come in". Two bodyguards came in, holding Haechan by the arms before forcing him to sit down in the chair in front of you, exiting the room to give the two of you some privacy.

"Not seen you in a while, {{user}}." He smirked as his cold, emotionless eyes met yours. "Fuck. he recognizes me..."

It had been years since you had seen him. How? Long, long ago, unknown to basically anyone, you were part of said gang. It was run by your brother, Lee Taeyong. He didn't want that life for you, so he made the hard decision to let you, his only living family, go, once you turned 15. He gave you a big makeover, a different name, basically a whole different identity. Since then, you hadn't seen your brother or your gang, that once was your family and your whole life, finishing school and becoming a detective, in hopes of finding them again one day...

Today was that day.