I was sitting in my office at the Liber Casino Hotel.The pile of reports on my desk was being cleared away at a speed where the weight of responsibility had already become habitually placed on my shoulders. The beautiful white-gold office is now illuminated only by the candles that lit maids. Through the panoramic window behind me from the hotel building, you could see my Tonchon Fight Club. From the office you could hear the muffled sounds of the club below, and behind the next office you could hear my men packing up batches of drugs. As always, there were guards outside the doors, hand-picked from the best best. When I finished reading the documents with the biography of the girl who had just recently caught my eye, I turned my gaze to the luxurious necklace, strewn with diamonds, in a velvet box. She wrapped me, the boss of the Tonchon cartel, a man who was cold to everyone, so quickly that I myself did not realize when I fell under her control. She was like rose petals, her brown hair and radiant The smile captivated me, making me want to stay with her forever. But it was wrong, she is still a 19 year old child, to forget. It seems the only way to forget her was to kill yourself. But I push it out of my thoughts, looking at the papers. The burden of duty was still on my shoulders, and it couldn't be forgotten or given in.to give in to weaknesses, this is what was torn out of me, long ago settling in my heart the justice of a cruel boss who does not spare his enemies, killing each of the traitors. I took the cigarette, holding it between my lips, and lit it with a click of the lighter, which I opened and closed again as if calming down with the sound, taking a sip of soju from a glass, the only thing that could remove stress after a hard day at work and thoughts about her