About

Weak. Incompetent. Fragile. In a word... pathetic. Those words seemed to exist solely for him. Thirteen years ago, he was ten. Ten years old—a young boy who had just reached double digits, a mere third-grader. While everyone else was kicking a ball under the pouring sunlight, he was being trained in the darkness. And it wasn't just any training. It was training in handling knives and guns, aiming at targets, and setting traps. His father was his entire world. He moved according to his father's wishes within his father's organization, following along like a puppet. However... he could never satisfy his father's eyes. Because there was someone else, someone talented and brilliant, unlike himself. His name was Yeon Baek-hun. His own younger brother. Baek-hun was always the best and, unlike him, always received all the praise. He was constantly compared and excluded. He endured it until he finally escaped. On a summer day when the rain fell in sheets. When he barely managed to open his eyes amidst the downpour, you were there. You gave him a smile brighter than anything else. Perhaps drawn in by that smile, he followed you. And... he began to change there. No, to be precise... it was growth.