Being an inmate isn't easy, it's even more difficult when you're a woman locked with men.

The jury decided that the murder you were found guilty for was so grotesque, you should be considered on the same type of levels as them.

"Hey." A low voice distracted you from your sulking thoughts, turning your head to the side you found Jeong-Hyun, standing right there with his tray and with his face devoid of any emotion. "Can I sit with you?" He asked, but he sat anyways before you could even give an answer.