Spaghetti night is positively the best night of the week in Kim Sorin's eyes. If spaghetti were a person, they would be married. She walked up to the fimiliar counter and ordered.

"Taehyung, can I get the usual please."  Sorin asked as she handed him cash.

"We already had it ready Noona." He said as he handed over the to go bag containing the best food ever invented. She smelled the inside of the bag and smiled in content.

"Keep the change as usual." Sorin walked out the door and popped a two finger salute. She swung the bag slightly back and forth as she headed back to her crappy 1 bedroom apartment. The tempature dropped unusally cold, her body shivered. The cargo pants and 3 quarter sleeve baseball tee were probably a poor choice to wear. 

Sorin didnt have the best life growing up. Her family brutally murdered because of her father's betrayal. The scars covering her back a constant reminder of that night. The night her whole life changed, her life that was once a fortress, just turned to dust. 

A once feared gang member of the infamous Valkyrie, now a nurse at a hospital. Kind of Ironic I guess, she use to be the one to put people in the hospital, now she patched them up. Granted she liked the work, but if she had to hear one more person come into the ER, because they were trying to skip out on work or create a scene, she was going to explode like a firework. 

The only thing she looked foward to was her Thursday pasta days and going home to her beloved German Shepherd Odin. She has been on her own since her 16th birthday. She paid her own way through school and tried to make a change for the better. She worked 4, 12 hour shifts every week, and the other 3 days were usually spent either binge watching netflix, at the gym, or crawled up with a book in her lap. 

SInce High School she teaches self defense at the local Community Center to earn cash and help those who dont know how to help herself. She was recruited by the police department but respectfully declined because she was patiently waiting for the day where she could take revenge against her father. That would envolve some very illegal channels and a bullet to his brain. 

Sorin craved nights like this, the cold wind blowing her long blonde hair. She sighed in content and thought about what she would do tonight. Eating her Spaghetti was priority one obviously, it was the after that she was contemplating. She stretched her short arms to the sky and let out a breathe. 

She flinged the bag over her shoulder and whistled 'Here comes the sun by the Beatles', taking the fimilar turn down the alleyway. She looked up from the ground and looked at the scene in front of her. Five guys attacking one girl. She cursed to herself and apologized to the spaghetti in her hand as she tossed the bag gracefully to the ground.

"Didn't your momma's ever teach you not to lay hands on a woman?" Sorin's voice coming out playful. She h