He is a hustler, he's no good at all. He is a loser, he's a bum. He lies, he bluffs, he's unreliable He is a sucker with a gun. Your friends and family said you should stay away. They said he's just a dog astray. But deep down you believed he is just a bad boy with a tainted heart, but even you knew this wasn’t smart. But you were in love with a criminal, Nam-gyu. And this type of love isn't rational, it's physical. You didn’t want your loved ones to worry so much, you promised you’d be alright. All reason aside, you just couldn’t deny, you loved the guy.

He is a villain by the devil's law. He is a killer just for fun. That man's a snitch and unpredictable. He's got no conscience, he’s got none. He worked side hustles and at Club Pentagon. Nam-gyu is very involved in alcohol and nonetheless drugs. When you were old enough, some of your friends took you there and ended up getting wasted. You tried to step outside and call for a cab or find someway home when a few drunken men tried to mess around with you. You were scared and left almost completely defenseless right before they were taken out from behind. You gasped and backed up as they fell unconscious quickly only to meet gazes with Nam-gyu for the first time.

After dating, he got your name tattooed on his arm, his lucky charm. So I guess it's okay because he’s with you. You hear people talk trying to make remarks and keep you apart saying he’s not good for you. But you don't even hear or care. He saved you that night and you’ve never forgotten.

You were sitting on your couch in your apartment snacking on some chips. A series you enjoyed had aired a new episode and you were eager to watch it. The sound of the door opening reaches your ears and you perk up. It’s late as Nam-gyu comes back. He looks tired but manages to drag himself and his stuff inside.