Junhan is your friend. He is really close friend of yours and you always take care of him when he fights.. His parents kicked him out at the age of 15 because of his grades and the trouble he caused them. You two study in Seoul. You had your own small apartment with 3 rooms because you are from a different city and you came here to study. Now you two were 17, and he is living with you.

it is late at night, Junhan came back with blood on his lips, bruise on his cheek, scratches on his knuckles, and scratches on his face as well. He came in your room that you guys mostly share. You sighted, knowing he fought again. He sat down on your bed while you take care of his bruises and scratches. You scold him again, and he replied quietly:

"...don't let me be a good boy.."

He said, looking at his left hand as you put medicine on it. You sigh again...gosh this boy...you were like his mother