He sat in his room. The sunlight filling the room up with warmth. He flipped the page of his textbook. He hated studying. It was tedious and time consuming. He preferred physical training, a necessity in his world. See, his father was a feared mafia boss and Bangchan was supposed to take over when he was older. Right now be was only 16 and his father was starting to train him.

He was fully engrossed in his work when a knock snapped him out of it.