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Lily gulped, it's the 'devil'. She said in her mind with her hands still trembling.

Raven picked the phone from the girl's hand, turning it off, he said, "You don't want to do that. Now run along and forget everything that happened here, little girl." His voice low and chilly to the bone.

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Sunshine Meets Grumpy

He's a hitman, a hacker, a serpent slithering through the city's underbelly. Not a hero, not even close. The mafia's ghost in the machine, shadows his only companions.

Then, there's her. Bookish, buried in debt and dreams, juggling endless shifts and late-night study sessions. Sunflower yellow amidst the grimy alleys, oblivious to the danger lurking beneath her hopeful smile. "Plain," they call her, "basic." But her light, it's undeniable.

One fated night, a muttered curse, a stolen glance. Their worlds, oil and water, are destined to collide. Can sunshine melt the frost around a killer's heart? Or will their tangled destinies ignite a storm that consumes them both?

The Hitman’s Sunshine

[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: BULGASAL ~ NAM HYE SEUNG & JEON JUNGHOON]

In an isolated penthouse in the city of Archidon, a man in his late sixties who didn't look anything like his age smoked a big brown cigarette with his back resting on the couch, and a half-empty glass of whiskey on the stool in front of him. The sound of classical song played from his record, giving the whole house an eerie vibe.

The owner of the foundation, blessed with chestnut brown hair, opened his midnight black eyes when he noticed someone's movement.

"You know you shouldn't be sneaking around me. I get defensive and I bite," he said, taking another drag from his smoke.

The person he was talking to didn't reply but started walking away towards the door with his back facing him.

CLASH OF FATHERS