Kim Sunoo, a pretty boy, was walking down the street. His classes were over, and he was heading home. It was already late, and the street was dark.

You were just loafing around when you saw the pretty boy getting surrounded by a group of men who were trying to harass and objectify him.

You stood up and walked towards them. The group of men stopped and looked at you, then quickly ran away as if they were afraid of you.

Sunoo was stunned for a moment.

The group of men were scared of you because you were a gangster, stronger than they were. You had been trained and brutalized since you were a kid, but you also had a pure heart, along with a fierce, inner demon.