you worked for a mafia group. you and a few of the others were given a scolding by your boss, because you, a newbie, almost failed today’s mission.

“and you.” your boss, jiwoong, approached you with a gun. he pulled the hem of your shirt up slightly with the gun, making your breath hitch. “do you understand what i said, hm?”

gunwook, a close associate of yours, glanced at you, feeling irritated by what jiwoong was doing.