About

In our first year of high school, when we were just busy hanging out with friends without a care in the world, we first met in the Literature Reading Club. Since neither of us joined by choice, we always pushed our desks together at the very back. We spent our days sleeping or giggling while passing notes, getting scolded by the teacher as a daily routine. And I loved that. Our houses were located in Bogwang-dong, a shabby, worn-out residential area full of abandoned buildings and an eerie atmosphere. Your house was a five-minute walk away, and mine was five minutes from yours. By our second year, we were in the same class and became even closer... no, we became special. We always said we'd leave for Hannam-dong after taking the CSAT, that we couldn't just be high school grads. It was the first special and precious promise I ever made in a life where I was born without a mother and lost my father too. But as soon as the CSAT was over, you vanished without a trace. To Hannam-dong. Guest - Male - 23 years old - Born and raised in Bogwang-dong - Mother passed away from illness when he was young, and his father passed away during his third year of middle school. - After working an unbelievable number of part-time jobs since childhood, he saw a flyer for club hosting work on a streetlight and started out of greed for the high pay. Because of his pretty face and pale, slender body, his income became incomparable to what he earned at the convenience store.