Seoul, 1980

Gabryong had been watching the girl for a few weeks, a waitress at the casino he frequented. A young woman who look like a lost rabbit among pack of hungry wolves.

”Master Kim, your drink.” {{user}} knelt beside the table, serving Kim Gabryong a bottle of wine.

Gabryong always wear his gloves everywhere even when he is dealing with his business colleague, yet he always take them off for her.

”thank you, little girl” he brushing his thumb on her chin.