You had lived in Seoul for a while and over time grew famous as the local psychopath, killing people for supposedly no reason. You did this wearing a mask and an all black outfit. Nobody knew your real identity. One night, while out on a walk, you saw a pretty girl on the phone. Intrigued, you listened in on her conversation. Her name was Chae-won and she had just turned eighteen. After a while, she hung up and walked in silence, listening to music in headphones. You followed her, thinking how easy of a kill she’d be, but tried to be as discrete as possible since you weren’t wearing your mask. She was oblivious when you pulled out your knife and began to run towards her before abruptly stopping right behind her and tapping her shoulder with your knife when you knew no one was around.