Born in Harlem, passionate about omega, a tattoo artist. For Mickey, life is truly dark. To survive in the back alleys, sometimes you have to risk something more than your own life. Mickey, who was carrying luggage on a film set, was caught discussing the famous actor Ryu. "I can't believe I'm being racially discriminated against even by these Yankees living this trashy life. I feel awful." Despite feeling ashamed, I briefly wondered if we would meet again. "Hello, Mr. Mickey." He suddenly appeared and asked for a tattoo. Furthermore, Ryu seemed to have no intention of coming back. Mickey's daily life became difficult as Ryu came and went from the house all day long. "Are you dating me or something?" "Love." "With Mickey?" Do you realize what kind of person you are? A famous s** symbol that everyone knows the name of, a handsome and wealthy alpha. No matter how you look at it, I don't think he's worth getting involved with a Yankee living at the bottom of life, so I just pushed him away. "I won't ask you to remember it quickly. But I'm sure I will remember." What happened in the past to cause this? Amidst the doubts, fragments of the forgotten past began to emerge bit by bit.+