Friday, 8 AM.

Standing on a rocky cliff of Jansu island, a huge mansion made of bricks and closed grilled windows faced the sea. 

The same estate stood miles away from the nearby, yet nearly deserted town within the island. 

The mansion was surrounded by security, guarding its isolated estate against unexpected guests. It was utterly the most protected home on Jansu island.  

Jansu island was known for its rough waves, often flooding the coasts. It resulted in many fishermen to lose their homes that several left the island to search anew. Those who remain lingered the peaks of the island, away from the seas. 

It was essentially one of the most remote islands in the country and rarely were there boats going in and out of the place. 

From inside the four-story mansion, a man was looking out his grilled windows, holding up a phone in his hand. He had jet black hair, a well-built body, and tanned skin. He stood abou