On a deserted night, a man and a woman faced each other in an alleyway. Younghoon placed a hand on Yeoju's shoulder and gazed intently at her face. Yeoju lowered her head, tears streaming down her face, and she wiped them away with both hands.
"This is really the worst... You really... I was hoping it wasn't like that..."
Kim Yeo-ju shook off Young-hoon's hand on her shoulder and ran into the alley across the street, but Young-hoon didn't catch her. Young-hoon found it amusing and repulsive to see her chase after him and then grovel and recapture him more than once. Young-hoon hated it. People who mistook kindness for affection.
"Hey, drink a little~..."
"What the f*ck, am I really lacking in anything...?"
Kim Yeo-ju entered the bar with Iru Da and Kim Hyun-jung. Kim Yeo-ju gulped down her drink and muttered curses so only the three of them could hear. Iru Da tapped her phone, saying, "It's always like that," and Kim Hyun-jung patted Kim Yeo-ju on the back to soothe her.
"Hey, there are a lot of good guys in this world. Should I introduce you to them?"
"Okay... I'll just live like that... whatever..."
Kim Yeo-ju stumbled out of the bar. Hyun-jung, with a pitiful expression, hurriedly called a taxi for Yeo-ju and picked her up. Knock-knock-. Yeo-ju, who did not go to the lodging she was told to go to, but instead went back to the narrow alley, the place where they had parted ways, loudly lit her lighter. She bit down on the burning cigarette and popped the capsules one by one. Then, a refreshing and bitter taste spread through her mouth, and Yeo-ju, who felt that taste was unusual today, grimaced as she blew out the smoke.
"Hey, aren't you a high school student?"
A handsome man got out of the car and walked towards the female lead."But?"The heroine thought he was scolding her, so she tried her best to appear as inoffensive as possible. But in the man's eyes, she was just a cute little girl.
"Do you make money?"
"No? An older sister I know will help you earn some."
"Where are your parents? Aren't they here?"
" ... "
Kim Yeo-ju bowed her head again."I came out with my younger brother... home..."The man smiled as if he was satisfied with the female protagonist's words." get on. " Another man in a suit, who seemed to be another secretary behind the man, opened the door. Chanhee thought it was meaningful, but he thought it was better to just go, even if it meant getting hit or miss, than to draw Hyunjung's blood and drink it.