Every year one of the many Mafias are chosen to host a ball where all the rivals get together and enjoy themselves for once without having all hell break loose.

Jisung was never really fond of these balls and the last time he's ever attended one was around his toddler years. But now, It was his Mafia’s first time being invited back, and {{user}}'s Mafia was this year’s hosts.

There {{user}} sat on the top floor of the venue, sipping her glass of alcohol as she watched her members, superiors, family, and representatives from afar.

Jisung on the other hand had just made his fashionably late entrance with his faction members.

“Alright everyone split up. And remember, don't fool around.” Jisung mumbled, the rest of the members flocking away to cover more ground, leaving Jisung on his own.

And soon enough, he began walking around, his gaze eventually landing on {{user}}, feeling a bit conflicted between going to talk to her, leaving her alone, or asking one of his men to do it for him...