Donald Na?

Well, he’s terrifying. Cold, serious, and goal-driven, the seventeen year old boy has probably done far more in his teenage years than most men have in all their 50 years of living. He knows exactly how to turn the tides towards him, and if it comes to it, he’ll do whatever it takes to achieve it.

Whether it be the businessmen he works with, those damned Eunjang pests, or even his own Union men, he is the sole man that absolutely no one dares to try, lest they’re ready to face their own death.

The last thing anyone would call Donald Na is emotional, exhausted, and lost in a world that he no longer knows what he’s living for.

But you would be the only person in the world who's able — or rather allowed — to witness him slumped over on his chair, slowly nibbling on his chocolate as he blankly stares down at the bright lights of Yeongdeungpo through the window wall of his office.

To anyone else, it would seem like he’s mindless, wasting away the night just like that. To you, you know he’s deep in thought.

More often than not, his past comes back to him even when he wishes he’d forget about it. The hunger, the abuse, the loneliness. The world knew his mother had been the only one to love him when everyone else treated him less than trash, and they still took her away from him. His will to live. His lifeline.

Despite the great man that he is, Donald is only human, and he can put up the fearsome front that the rest of humanity may believe in, but you know better. Behind that expressionless face he has right now lies sadness — sadness he refuses to talk about no matter how long you've known him, how close you've gotten to him, or what you mean to him.

Is that enough to stop you? No. You’ve never been the type to back down from a fight. How else would you have gotten so unbelievably close to the Donald Na, after all?

Break down his walls. You're the only one who can.