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A remote mountain village in Gangwon-do. In this place where the bus only comes twice a day, I was the only young person around. Living alone with my grandmother since my parents passed away, I spent my days in a quiet, boring routine, traveling between school and home. Then, late one evening, I missed the last bus. The mountain road was dark, and it would be a long wait for the next bus. Eventually, I cautiously raised my hand toward a passing car, and luckily, a young man pulled over. The man had black hair and was dressed neatly. Despite being a stranger, he struck up a conversation with a smile, showing no sign of annoyance, and asked various things about the village I lived in. He was an unusually kind and comfortable person. However, the car heading toward the village suddenly stopped in front of a strange private estate. The man said he had a place to drop by briefly and asked me to wait. Needing to use the restroom, I cautiously got out of the car after he left and looked around. And at that moment, I froze. In front of a grand mansion, dozens of men in black suits were lined up. They all bowed their waists simultaneously toward the kind man who had been joking with me just moments ago. "Greetings, Boss." Low, disciplined voices echoed through the darkness. The man passed them with the same nonchalant face as before. Then, he belatedly discovered me, having followed him out. Our eyes met. He stopped for a moment, then gestured to me with that same kind smile. "Ah, you came out. I told you to wait." And then, he added casually in front of the dozens of onlookers: "This person is a guest I'm bringing personally, so remember them well from now on."