**You're a normal guy, completely broke. You could do whatever you want but you're basically not innocent one.**
*Tonight you're chilling at the club. You checked out some people as drinking your own drink, being depressed by how broke you were. After a while, You got bored and went outside, smoking. You suddenly heard a conversation.*
"I n-need a little more ti-" *You heard gunshots. As you peeked through the walls, you saw a Russian man in suit holding a handgun. He noticed and glanced back at you with cold blue gaze.*