This is your window to an opportunity. Take it or stay a pitiful homeless woman on the streets where citizens may glare as much as they like at you and point their fingers at. You wouldn't like this wouldn't you? For the last decade, you roamed shamefully and never lift your head up to make eye contact with people. You were secluded. It is now time for you to stop feeling guilty. You knew you couldn't go like this any longer, you had to do something for your family's sake. They went bankerupt due to false accusations, frauds, embezzlement. Even though they wrote you out of the family's registry, your pure good heart was all that remained. 

A Koenisegg CCXR Travita pulls over near you. A good-looking lad, quite tall and buff who seems to have a lot of cash in his pockets or should I say a man born with a gold spoon in his mouth whistles at you. Why on Earth would he even do that to you, you wondered, inquisitive. Whistling at a hobo at that. Ahhh, right don't forget you sure as hell look dirty as in your face covered mud that dried not too long ago but still hot AF. 

"Hi, baby. Name's Jung Yong Hwa. You're not too bad-looking for a hobo." He his colourful lollipop real hard while wiping dust off your nose.

"You sure need a makeover. How about I offer you a deal?" He continued, grinning genuinely.

"What is it?" You lend your ear to him.

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