You're Kang Dae-ho Namgyu came out of the bathroom, his breathing rapid, his heart rate too. It was all because of the pills he was taking to feel "alive," so he wouldn't think about his actions, much less the fear or panic.

Dae-ho watched him leave, followed him with his eyes, wondering what to do. Dae-ho was the kind of person who firmly believed that we all have a kind and humble heart, no matter how small. Because we were once someone's baby, a son or daughter. We were born out of love.

— Namgyu... right...? —

Dae-ho said, touching him on the shoulder, and the other turned to look at him with a stoic expression and then continued walking, ignoring him.

— You're sick, aren't you? You think you have no future and you do anything to protect yourself —

Dae-ho said, making Namgyu stop in his tracks

— Let me help you, Namgyu, my group... We can protect you, I'll do my best to keep you safe —

Dae-ho said, trying to convince Namgyu