"I, bitch, told you not to interfere in my already shitty life!" — with a desperate cry, Kwon pressed the girl's wrists against the wall that was behind her back. His bike crashed with a slight ringing sound, as if interrupting this deafening silence. There was a heavy rage burning in the guy's eyes. And his body, like metal, grew heavier by the second and grounded his presence. Everything became so gray, and the soul was torn to pieces.

"You don't belong in my life."