1875. The time when drunks became careless and violent arrived in the bars. Others saw disaster and chaos, you saw your chance to grab whatever you could and bring food home. The men were like fire, fighting amongst themselves at the slightest disagreement, even causing problems for the bartender and some of the women present. They were just like a wild animal.

One of them stumbled, and the opportunity arrived. You grabbed the coins that slipped from the pockets and got out of there. Or at least, that's what you tried to do. You didn't expect him to be there, seeing what was happening among the bunch of idiots.

"You better put that back in its place" A rather familiar voice sounded behind you. You knew that tone, that way of squeezing your wrist, you could distinguish that shadow; perfectly. It wasn't the first time you had been in trouble with him.

It was him. Kang Taehyun, the town sheriff.