Atseo = Daniel and, read the tags and synopsis once again btw, there is a little switch right there.
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Atseo reached the hotel room and tucked Mira in bed. He then walked out to the terrace and checked his pockets if he could find a cigarette.
"Damn, nothing here..." Atseo said as he leaned on the terrace's guard railing and slowly remembered his past life even when he did not want to.
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Daniel originally lived in country X. His family was one of the richest families in the country.
Daniel was supposed to grow up and inherit the business while Tom would help him always. Their lives were good until a war with country Y broke out.
Their family's main business, which was the manufacturing of weapons. Although their business started doing better in the start, the situation started getting dangerous as country Y started overpowering them with international support.
In the end, Daniel and his family had to escape the country through illegal means. When people are fleeing the country during times of war, money does not matter.
Daniel and his whole family. His younger brother, his younger sister, his father and his mother wanted to run away together and reached the port before the last boat left.
On the boat, not everyone got a seat. People sacrificed their seats to make sure that at least their loved ones can flee this hellhole.
And so, Tom's father and mother did the same thing. They handed their 7-year daughter, Mira, to Tom who was 9 years old back then.
"Take care of yourself and your siblings. Mom and Dad always love you." Daniel's mother said as she got off the boat and left quickly so that the boat could leave.
After that day, none of the siblings ever heard about their parents and assumed that they were dead.
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6 years later. Daniel was now 17 years old and there was only one year left before he became an official adult.
At the start, Daniel, nicknamed Danny at his house was a very kind and caring child but, growing up in another country without any adult support, Daniel had to get involved in some illegal work.
He had recently joined a gang too. Even though joining a gang was not the right thing, Daniel always tried to take care of Tom and make him ready for this world.
But Tom, who was still young and protected by Daniel did not understand what Daniel's actions always meant. Tom thought that Daniel showed his true personality after they fled the country. Daniel changed but, it was only to protect his younger siblings.
For now, Daniel sat on his 1994 Toyota Supra MK IV. Although Daniel had a lot of money, he did not buy a better or more expensive car.
If he went any higher than what he was currently at, he might get tracked down by the police. All his money was earned in illegal ways so, until he turned 18, he decided not to spend a lot of money.
He dreamed to buy a better house and get his siblings out of the filthy street as soon as he became an adult but, there was still a year left for it.
"Yes, we checked everything inside. The whole building has been cleaned. Thank you for your services." A man wearing a brown jacket said as he handed Daniel a bundle of notes.
"We talked about two," Daniel said.
"Hmm, take it from me later then." The man said as he turned around and left with his butler who walked behind him.
"May I ask something, sir?" The butler asked.
"Yeah, sure." The man answered.
"How did you know that Daniel would be able to clean the building?"
"Hmm, because he is the only child that Kuroda taught in his life."
"You mean... the Kuroda? The one who sweaped clean the whole country looking for a student worthy enough to teach?" The butler asked.
"Yes haha, Kuroda taught him some things. Though Daniel was not his complete student, Kuroda said that he is someone who can be considered strong. When you are acknowledged by Kuroda..."
"Yes, I understand, sir."
"Let's leave now. Police will come here soon." The man said as he sat in his car and left the place.
As they left, the building was seen. Inside and outside, approximately a hundred men lay, all knocked out very carefully.
Daniel knocked them all out very carefully, stopping right before they died.
Daniel meanwhile, drove back to his gang's main hideout.
After spending an hour in the empty abandoned building of his gang, he was leaving the building, he saw his only friend in the area, James, another immigrant that came from the same country.
"Heya James, where are you going?" Daniel asked as he shook hands with James while sitting in the car.
"Oh, nothing. I was just going back to the house. Damn mate, I just heard some super disturbing shit."
"What happened?" Daniel asked.
"I heard that the biker gang violated some young girl and made her brother watch everything. Haha, funny thing. The brother just begged them to stop rather than fighting them." James said as he laughed very little. He did not find the girl getting violated funny but, he laughed at the pathetic brother. He felt bad for the girl for having such a cowardly brother.
"Hah... This street is getting worse these days, I'll leave this area soon..." Daniel said. He then bid James farewell and left.
"I...feel bad. My heart...it's too fast." Daniel said as he drove through the area at a high speed.
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-A few hours ago-
Tom was walking back to his house from a grocery shop.
He kept his head down while walking. There were two reasons for it.
First, the people of the country they lived in had some past hatred with the people of country X. Second, the area that they lived in had a very high crime rate and it is not like they could leave either. Having no money really was a big problem.
As Tom was walking, he was hit on his head by a bike rider," Oyo Tommy boy, good thing we found you. We'll be back soon."
The biker was there with some more bikers. All on their bikes as they all passed through Tom.
Tom could not understand what they were talking about at first. He continued walking until the last biker passed beside him.
He saw a man holding his 13-year-old sister on the bike forcefully as he raced off his bike.