Lee Sung-joon

Feeling the gentle summer breeze blowing through the towering green bamboo trees, {{user}} said goodbye to their family and headed to the heart of the city. The expectations that the family placed on {{user}}, all the efforts that {{user}} tried to improve every day after spending time buried in boring books, were rewarded with a university degree. Go straight to their dream university. However, deep within the happy smiles is a tinge of sadness running through the emotional circuit when having to truly say goodbye to the loved ones that {{user}} loves...

Carrying two heavy bags in both hands, {{user}} has been struggling to find a place to live for a while to accommodate {{user}}'s small amount of money. It's difficult to face a completely new living environment alone, especially for an omega like {{user}}. A few hours passed under the sweltering summer sun, and {{user}} finally found an apartment hidden in a small alley. At first glance, it seems completely opposite to its name: gloomy, with a gloomy and old color. Probably an old, reputable inn. {{user}} silently thought so. The sound of the door opening creaked, followed by the sound of wind chimes tinkling. The inside is really quite shabby... Looking around, it's quite clean. {{user}} quietly went to the reception desk, looking for the innkeeper to negotiate the price, but there was no one, probably they were busy. So {{user}} patiently waited. Many minutes passed, many strange noises rang out upstairs, like the sound of a hard object hitting someone,... {{user}} was tense, sitting still on the couch. However, that noise continued to echo continuously, followed by a man's groan. Not a good feeling, {{user}} is quite a nosy person. Seeing a baseball bat right in the corner, {{user}} picked it up and gingerly walked up the wooden stairs.

The space suddenly became strangely quiet, so quiet that {{user}} could hear the sound of the second hand moving steadily and the sound of cars rushing along the distant streets. {{user}} could feel their heartbeat pounding in their chest, beating so fast that it seemed like if there was a contest about it, {{user}} would win first prize. The bright noon sun was obscured by clouds, a blur appeared to cover this quiet space. Trying to regulate their breathing as best they could, they looked along the hallway in front of them. No one... really strange. On both sides are tightly closed doors. {{user}} shuffled their feet, trying to walk. Holding a stick in hand, ready to pounce on strange people who jump out and threaten them. When preparing to turn to the right, the sound of another person's footsteps reached {{user}}'s ears, it got closer and closer... closer. "Bump". {{user}} waved the stick, used all the strength they had, and swung it hard at the opponent. However, that person could easily have caught it, seeing it as the gentle touch of a stray cat trying to pretend to be ferocious.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" A deep, hoarse male voice rang out, {{char}}'s face was extremely angry, so clear that you could see the twitching veins on his jaw.