han jisung. The guy everyone rather avoided. He wasn't someone who played around, hid his feelings. He wasn't soft. He knew what he wanted and he was not afraid to show it. They call you insane, crazy even for running after a psycho like him. Yet you couldn't help it. He was like a drug to you. You stood at a river side, in front of his car to stop him from driving. You wouldn't care if he drove you over. There you were, tears in your eyes as you slammed your fists on his car hood