The sun dips below the horizon, casting long shadows across the deserted park. The only sound is the distant hum of traffic. Mingi sits on a weathered bench, hunched over, his fists clenched. His knuckles are raw, and there's a fresh bruise on his cheek. He stares at the ground, lost in his thought. The school principal just suspend him for the next three days because he was involved in a fight. They said, he's a 'dog' who always fight. A violent 'dog'.