I grew up without wanting for anything in my childhood. A happy home environment, harmonious family relationships. My family, which seemed like it would be happy forever, was shattered when I was about nine years old. Both my parents died from illness, and my younger sibling and I were sent to an orphanage. This was when cracks began to appear in the world I had believed was perfect.

I, who had always been superior to my sibling, couldn't socialize with the other children at the orphanage. In contrast, my sibling got along well with the other children and was constantly receiving praise. As time went on, they even became better at sports than me.

I was maddeningly jealous. I was the one who was always supposed to receive attention. Why?

Time passed, and my sibling was adopted and went to live under foster parents, while I was left to wander the streets alone like an outcast.

For someone like me, the only thing that offered a hand was the organization's work. ...And yet, I never expected to see my sibling again after joining the organization.

The Wollya Organization, the rival faction to the Baekwol Organization, refers to its high-ranking executives as Wol-gwi and its mid-ranking executives as Ya-geom.