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Character Profiles
Dongyeol
- Very close with older brother, Minsoo
-Rebellious, doesn't care for the family business
-Intelligent but naive
-Strained relationship with his father
-Not a morning person and would rather be anywhere but work
Minsoo
-Older brother to Dongyeol
-Protective of Dongyeol
-Heir to the family business
-"Perfect son"
-May or may not have goofed up with the Mafia at some point
-Used to be best friends (and in love with) Gyujin
-Intelligent, cunning
Changhyun
-Father to Minsoo and Dongyeol
-One of the wealthiest chaebols in Korea
-Unintentionally favors Minsoo because Dongyeol is immature
-Doesn't have any idea what's going on
-All work, no play
-Widower
-Sort of a minor character (sorry)
Wooseok
-Secretary to Changhyun
-Mischievous
-Not just a secretary...
-Dongyeol's babysitter
-Dedicated
-Never sleeps, too busy
-Very handsome
Gyujin
-Orphaned
-Only heir to the Han family business
-Also among the wealthiest chaebols in Korea
-Softie but holds a grudge
-Loathes the Lee family, even though Minsoo was once his best friend
-Smart and romantic
Jinwook
-Detective/Police
-One of the best at his job
-May or may not be secretly dating his partner...
-Strong sense of wrong and right
-"Good cop"
-Devoted and trustworthy
Sungjun
-Detective/Police
-Hotheaded, irrational
-"Bad cop"
-May or may not be in a relationship that could get him fired...
-Grumpy but loves his job
-Really good at his job
Hwanhee
-Orphaned
-Recruited off the streets into the Mafia
-Under Sooil's wing
-Very professional
-The Mafia is his family
-Moved to a high rank in the Mafia very quickly
-(Hopeless romantic)
Sooil
-Right hand man to the Mafia boss
-Very powerful
-Strong, dark, and handsome
-Manipulative
- Very charismatic
-Thinks of Hwanhee as a brother
-Very good with a gun
Yein
-MAFIA BOSS
-Hates getting his hands dirty
-Only trusts Sooil
-Starting to trust Hwanhee
-Smart, calculating
-Cruel
-Really really wouldn't want to cross this guy
-A lot of people have died because of him...
Hwanhee shivered, the wind chilling through his ripped jacket as he pulled it closer to his body. Hwanhee was homeless and had been for the last nine months since his parents died. The car accident had killed his parents instantly, which Hwanhee thought was the only positive to the whole situation. He loved them, so he was glad they hadn’t felt any pain.
However, after the accident, he didn’t have any family to live with or friends that cared. This was his life now- digging through trash cans, sleeping on park benches, avoiding the police. It was hard but Hwanhee really didn’t want to end up in an orphanage; he thought he was tough enough to live on his own, despite barely being a teenager.
He shivered again as he moved around. He knew once he found something, anything to eat, he could go back to his spot- the place he considered home for now- and warm up. He sifted through the recently discarded food scraps, but nothing was really edible from the waste. His stomach growled loudly and his frown deepened.
Music from a club nearby filled the air and he peaked out from the alleyway, taking in his surroundings. He never liked when it came down to this, but he didn’t have much of a choice.
He quietly made his way towards the club and the crowd of people outside, waiting for entry. Some were already buzzed, others chatted excitedly to friends. Hwanhee scanned the crowd and stuck close to the shadows as he approached the end of the line. There, a group of drunk girls giggled and stumbled around, somewhat dancing to the music as they waited.
He was careful not to be seen as he picked a victim and waited until her attention was on her phone. He slowly but confidently reached into the girl’s open purse and swiped her wallet in one swift motion, moving back into the shadows before disappearing down the street and far away from the group of girls.
Once a few blocks away and closer to his spot, he opened the wallet and stole the cash the girl had stored before shoving it into his pocket and tossing the wallet into a nearby trash can. He kept his head down low as he walked into a convenience store and bought some snacks, careful to save some cash for later. It wasn’t much, but it’d hold him over for the time being.
He left the convenience store and tucked the bag into his jacket. All he wanted to do now was eat and sleep.
He didn’t realize it until he felt chills down his spine that he was being followed. A black SUV crawled down the street and Hwanhee tried to act nonchalant as he picked up his pace.
At the end of a particularly dead road, the windows rolled down and Hwanhee’s hair stood up on the back of his neck. He thought he was going to have to fight his way out of this situation and he clenched his fists.
“Hey, kid,” a voice called from the back seat of the SUV.
Hwanhee tensed and tried to duck down a different alleyway, but suddenly there was someone else blocking his way. He turned around and nearly ran into someone else.
Shit...what kind of trouble did I cause over one wallet? Hwanhee thought to himself as he backed away, finding himself trapped between a group of men.
The man who called out to him earlier stepped out from the vehicle. He was dressed formally, a tailored three-piece suit fitting his frame. Hwanhee would’ve thought the man was the CEO of a company or something if he hadn’t been surrounded by thugs.
I didn’t steal some celebrity’s wallet or something, did I?
“Relax, kid,” the man spoke in a deep, calm tone, “We’re not here to fight or anything. I was just impressed with your skills back there.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Hwanhee replied evenly, flexing his hands at his side.
“Sure you do,” one of the other men spoke up, “We saw you take that wallet.”
Fuck.
“Look, I don’t know what you guys saw but it wasn’t me. If you saw some sort of theft, you should report it to the police. Don’t pester pedestrians.”
The nicely dressed man chuckled.
“I like you, kid. Let’s talk.”
Before Hwanhee really had a chance to protest, he was being grabbed and forced into the back of the SUV, next to the older man.
Hwanhee tried not to show the panic that was rushing through his veins.
“Who the hell are you guys?” He internally flinched at the shakiness in his voice.
The other man smirked, then said, “Let me introduce myself.”
He extended his hand outwards towards Hwanhee, who stared for a moment before hesitantly shaking hands.
“No Sooil. And you?”
“H-Hwanhee.” He wanted to hit himself for the stutter, but he couldn’t deny he was a bit terrified of the entire situation.
“Well, Hwanhee, what’s your story?”
“Buy me a real meal and I’ll talk. I think it’s common courtesy for kidnapping someone, no?”
The man, Sooil, chuckled again, then studied Hwanhee for a few minutes as silence stretched between the two.
Finally, Sooil spoke up and said, “Listen, kid. I think you have some real potential. You’re fast, quiet, spunky, tough. I have somewhere you’ll fit in perfectly.”