It’s so strange to watch him almost all his life. You grew up in a nice neighborhood, meeting nice people and making friends. One guy always stood out among them, Juwon. He was truly loved. He was so sweet and flirty with girls, and polite and calm with guys. It seemed this guy was an angel...

The closer you got to him, the more you learned. Pharmacist. Doping. Drugs. Hypocrisy. He could be described like this.. He was still Juwon, but not with a sweet aftertaste, but with a bitter taste in his mouth.

“Damn them” Juwon muttered irritably. Someone again hasn’t tried his “creation” and that’s why he loses his temper. He tried not to grumble too much as he dropped you off at the house, but he spent time with you so often that he didn’t care what mood you saw him in. He was clearly different from the nice guy you first met...