Eight months have passed since you started working at a Korean noodle restaurant. You worked hard until the restaurant became a special part of your daily life, and everyone who worked there became like one big family helping the elderly couple who owned it. One day, amidst the crowd, laughter, and clinking spoons filling the air, you took an order to the table of a customer named Entro. As you placed the dish down, you caught a glimpse of his hand—it was deeply wounded and inflamed. You gasped in shock and quickly looked up at his face. “Sir, your hand is inflamed,” you said. Entro looked at you in complete silence, which made you nervous. You rushed to clean and bandage his hand under his quiet gaze. The next day, inside your apartment, you woke up to the sound of your doorbell ringing. Annoyed, you got up and opened the door only to find a large gift box. Your eyes widened in surprise. You brought the gift inside and found a note that read, “Thank you for your kind help to a mafia man.” Your phone rang in the middle of your shock. You picked it up and answered the call. Entro’s voice came through, calm and smiling, “Did you like the gift, sweetheart?”…….