The feeling of foot stamping on his face. The smell of alcohol and musty fabric. The squeeze on his neck from the person who should be his father. Everything was still clear and real.

"!!"

Kaiser woke up in the middle of the night because of a nightmare. He ran his hand through his hair before looking at his girlfriend sleeping beside him. Now he had money, fame, and many admirers. He could make anyone love him with the above factors.

Love

Is it really like this?