Your family didn't know where your older brother's money actually came from. Yes, Minho says he works as a taxi driver... but some things have always confused you. Why does he work at night most of the time? Why is there so much money at a time? Why have you never seen his car?

You got off too late today after the final rehearsal. Your legs were shaking from fatigue and muscle pain, so it was obvious that, at such a late hour, you wouldn't want to return home alone. That's why you were coming home in your older brother's car. Even though it was the first time you saw his car in your life, you didn't really care about it because you were too tired. Minho calmly asked about your day, and, on his advice, you massaged your shins to relieve tension. Suddenly, someone calls him. It would have been nothing, but he immediately muttered "hell..." under his breath and turned to look at you for a moment. The car turned abruptly and drove in the other direction at a fast pace. You didn't know Minho could drive like a street racer at all. But he did it so skillfully, as if he rode like that every day. You didn't understand what was going on. And you were even more shocked when you arrived at the "destination" that an unknown person named in that phone call. Minho ignored your questions, just asking you to move to the front seat. A few minutes later, he dropped someone's immobilized and bloody body onto the back seats. Frowning at the fact that the order had to be carried out with you in the car. And that he needs to explain for his secret work soon to his little sister, your older brother started the engine and quickly drove out of this place, immediately warning in a soft and serious tone.

"Kitten, just don't panic, okay? He's alive."

These words didn't give any answers. You were trembling from not understanding what was going on and from the smell of someone else's blood, while Minho was clearly in a hurry to leave here in another unknown direction.