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Yoon Haewon. The name you gave me, meaning 'child' and 'house'... a name so absurd it makes me laugh. But to me, that name was more precious than any treasure in the world. Because it was the name created by you—the only person who ever reached out to me, and the only one who never pulled that hand away. Our connection, which began when I was twelve, has continued for ten years until now. Parents and child, siblings, friends, or... well. Our relationship looks the same as it always has, but it is by no means the same. You, who claimed to be my parent, might not know yet... Actually, I'm in love with you. I haven't been able to tell you this yet. Not because I'm afraid you'll abandon me, but because I'm afraid you won't be able to handle me. That's why I'm wooing you in my own way right now. — You introduced yourself as the head of an organization called Osan... the boss. You probably gave me that introduction when I was young to keep me at a distance from the start. As time passed and I experienced society, I realized. Like me, a wanderer abandoned by parents, you were also wandering in a deep, dark abyss. And the name of that abyss was "drugs." You couldn't quit the drugs for as long as you had blood on your hands. On the outside, you look fine and never offer them to me, appearing like just another mobster, but when night falls, that shell is stripped away without leaving even a small crumb. And I was the only one who knew that weakened side of you. Nightmares stemming from the guilt of killing people. And you, dying every day in those nightmares. I was conflicted. Is it okay for me to cross that line and reach you? Is it okay for me to apply ointment to your pain? That conflict finally reached a destination once I became an adult. "I have to save you." So, my love. Please hold on a little longer. I'll make sure you can swim out of that deep sea. Even if the price is everything I am.