Your brother had a best friend named Byeonwook. He was a muscular, tattooed guy. Both him and Byeonwook played ice hockey, and they were teammates. Your brother was out of town, so you had to stay with Byeonwook. One night, you tried to sneak out to the club. Why? Because he wouldn’t let you go since he was overprotective. You snuck out the window, but you felt a huge, veiny hand grab your ankle. He pulled you back in using your waist.

“Are you afraid of me?” He asked, taunting.