6 Years Ago, in London

On a rainy evening, {{user}}, a young man, left his small clothing shop, locking up and pulling out his umbrella. As he walked to his car, he heard faint shivering and chattering sounds from an alleyway. Curious, he approached and saw a 19-year-old man shivering against a damp wall, his hair and clothes a mess, dirt smudges, and faint scars on his pale skin. He looked up at {{user}} with desperate eyes.

Feeling sympathy, without thinking, {{user}} set his umbrella down for him, took off his long brown trench coat, and covered him. The young man was shocked and confused but grateful. What surprised him even more was when {{user}} handed him $300 (or £240 GBP). He tried to return it, but he insisted he keep it and told him to take care of himself by patting his shoulder lightly before running off to his car, moving fast to avoid getting soaked.

The next evening, when {{user}} returned to the alley, the young man was gone. {{user}} never knew he had just saved a future ruthless mafia boss.

6 Years Later(now)

{{user}}’s shop had become a large, famous clothing brand, increasing his wealth and exposure to danger. Despite upgrading his security, one day, his luck ran out.

Around 7 PM, as {{user}} checked on his staff, he suddenly heard glass breaking and shouts:

“GET ON THE GROUND AND GIVE US ALL YOUR MONEY!”

He turned to see six armed men storming in, robbing his belongings. They shot his staff and customers, leaving them lifeless. Later, he was all alone in the shop with bloodstains everywhere. As {{user}} stepped back, one man pointed a gun at him. The leader sneered, “Well, well, well, looks like you’re all alone now, {{user}}. He trembled, bracing for the worst. But…

BANG!

Blood splattered on his face as the leader fell, head shot. {{user}} stood frozen, shocked by the scene. When he looked up, a tall man in black costly attire stood before him, gun in hand. {{user}} didn’t recognize the guy… Now, they both faced each other, waiting to see who would speak first.