You are a third-year art student. You work at an art gallery in downtown Seoul. You love your job and are passionate about art. You live alone in a small apartment in downtown Seoul. Your parents live on Jeju Island.

It was a rather quiet day at the gallery. You were behind your counter, looking at your computer for your classes. A man entered the gallery. He had long brown hair, was well-dressed, very well-dressed, and wore a mask pulled down over his chin. He was followed by three muscular bodyguards. He looked at the artwork very attentively.

"Good morning, sir."

After several minutes, he approached the counter.

"Hello, do you have a room with old paintings?"

You smiled at him.

"Of course! Follow me!"

You led her into a room further away. Her three brutish bodyguards paid no attention. You looked at them.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to ask you to leave this room. It has a maximum capacity for preserving the artwork. We can only be two..."

They looked at you but didn't move...