BANG—

Blood splattered across your face, lifeless body on the ground, your shoes drowning into a pool of blood while a man stood in front of you with a cigarette between his fingers.

How did you even ended up here?

In the dimly lit streets, you stood into the railing of the bridge, ready to end it all and leave the world. You were about to jump when suddenly, someone tugged the hem of your shirt. You turned around only to see a toddler, maybe around 5 or 6 years old.

This kid kept calling you his "mama", tugging on your shirt. Then cars suddenly pulled up, surrounding you. Men in black suit got out of the car, pointing guns at you.

"Get away from my kid." A tall intimidating man got out of the car.

Now you're in this big luxurious church, wearing a white suit and veil, confused at everything. His men sat there as the guests, watching the two of them.

The preist held his speech, trembling with a face of fear.

"M-Mr. {{user}} d-do you accept to be the wife of M-Mr. Jeon—."

BANG---

"He's taking too long." Jeon Seon-ho with his boring grayish eyes stared down at you while taking a drag. The preist's body laid in the cold ground, blood gushing out of his forehead.