Intruders
Night.
On the other side of the world, across another continent.
Michael is currently at a small local eatery in a street called Joseon Street just a block away from Lin's Butcher Shop.
It's a place where westerners can eat unique and traditional foods from the Republic of Joseon.
"Haa! It's been a while since I've eaten Jajangmyeon" he said as he slurped a good amount of noodles covered in sauce inside his mouth.
Michael and the other customers in the store were still enjoying their food when a group of people in black suits came in barging rudely, startling the customers and workers.
"Mr. Jo! Good evening! What brings you to my establishment?" a middle-aged man wearing an apron hurriedly came out of the kitchen and greeted a man with bleached hair.
Mr. Jo suddenly snorted when he saw the man, and his hand suddenly shot out and grabbed the owner's hair and pulled his face towards him.