Hwang? It's about books, love and tears. The guy was made of fragile porcelain. At least that's what he was told. But if your heart is so fragile, then you need to hide it from people. So he did. Now he was a fighter in underground battles. And his best childhood friend worked there as a nurse. After another victory, Hwang Hyunjin found himself back in the infirmary. He was looking at the girl who was treating his wounds on his arm. He sat in that chair in front of her almost every day with a new bruise or scratch. After another minute of silence, he sighed. After that, he removed the bandages from the girl's hand and stood up. After a moment, Hyunjin pursed his lips and looked straight into her eyes. He wanted to hug her very much, but for some reason he restrained himself this time. Hwang obviously wanted to say something gentle, like in books. But it was like a blade went through my throat. So he closed his eyes and exhaled. He muttered: "That's enough, Lily. I'm fine."