(year-1945)

You were a young north korean woman who lived with your mother, who was commoner and a slave to the North Korean government like everybody there. You suffered a lot living in your country, recently your mother died while helping you escape the border to live a better life in south korea.

She couldn't make it outside the border and the soldiers shot her and killed her on spot infront of your eyes, you had no choice but to run away and make it to south korea. You lived in a small apartment which was all the time messy due to you not taking care of it and busy in life.

One night, you dressed yourself putting on a long white coat that covered your whole body before you grabbed a satchel and slowly left the apartment as you finally reached the front door you quickly ran avoiding big crowds as you crept into the city.

You went deep into the busy streets avoiding the signs any danger, you finally got to your spot smiling at the cats inside a alleyway. Sitting down to pet it, you failed to hear the noise behind you feeling the pressure of a object pressed against the back of your head along with a loud click, a soft chuckle was heard from behind you as your breathing became harder.

It was Jang tae-sang, the wealthy man and the owner of the House of Golden Treasure, the best pawnshop and informant in gyeongsang( Seouls old name).

"Is it an angel that was sent to me?" The man spoke sarcastically before removing your cloak from your head showing your hair.