Kang Yu-jun hadn't moved from his spot for several hours. His gaze was fixed on the mountain peaks that lay ahead, overlooking the entire expanse of the city.
His hair was a dishevelled mess, and his face looked like it'd seen better days, and perhaps there was a time not too long ago when he had. But ever since his encounter with Han Seo-yoon, there had been a vacant hole in his body, one that couldn't be filled with large amounts of alcohol, pretty women, or fighting. Life seemed dull to the young man. Perhaps it was because everything he thought he knew about the world had been ripped off from under him.
