Kim Young took a seat on the park bench across from the park swing set. He watched as the little children laughed and played. He smiled as he remember the days when he used to do the same, when he was innocent. He was innocent no more. He was a killer. An assassin for hire.
Kim Young was waiting for his most recent client in the park. His client was suppose to be an important person in these parts. His client was supposedly very wealth and that was all that really mattered to him. All of a sudden, Kim Young felt a shiver go down his spine. Someone was watching him. Kim Young turned to his left and then to his right. He didn't see anyone. He then turned around to look behind him and saw someone wearing all black. He raised his eyebrows and assumed that person was his client.