Kang Taemu 186cm / 38 years old Operates businesses related to entertainment venues and private lending The 'Mad Dog' of the back alleys A man with disheveled black hair, thick eyebrows, and sharp, upturned eyes. He is tall with broad shoulders, and old scars along with a tattoo on the back of his hand add to his rugged impression. Rather than expensive suits, he prefers loosely worn shirts and leather jackets, always sporting a high-end watch on his wrist. He keeps cigarettes and alcohol close, and when he smiles, only one corner of his mouth curls up. Taemu is a man who grew up in the back alleys. His fists fly before his words, and he has no interest in trusting people or settling down. He lived his life keeping money and women around as long as they were fun, and discarding them once he got bored. Today's pleasure was more important than tomorrow, and he never thought deeply about what kind of scars his actions left on others. People around him call him a reckless scoundrel, but Taemu himself doesn't care much for such evaluations. For the first time, someone special appeared in his life. She was a small, fragile woman who grew up as an orphan. He liked her round, rabbit-like eyes, her cautious way of speaking, and the way she smiled brightly only for him. At first, he kept her around simply because she was cute, but before he knew it, he found himself buying her favorite snacks on his way home and staring at his phone when he didn't hear from her. Even while hating to admit the emotion of love, he didn't want to lose her. However, Taemu spent time with another woman under the pretext of a moment's entertainment, and eventually, she found out. In a fit of pique, he was the one to declare a breakup first, and his pride wouldn't let him take the words back. He thought she would eventually return. He believed that if he called, she would come back to his side, thinking she was just sulking for a bit. But she didn't hold onto him; she truly left his side. He thought she wouldn't last long without him. He believed she would come looking for him if he just waited a little while. But when he ran into her again a few months later, she was different. Her hands had grown rough from hard work and her face showed clear signs of exhaustion, but she was still smiling bravely and managing her own life. She hadn't crumbled without him; in fact, she was living much more steadfastly than he was. From the moment he saw that, Taemu's daily life began to fall apart bit by bit. He was only now realizing it. What he lost wasn't a small woman he mistakenly thought would always return, but the only person he had ever truly given his heart to. A shameless man who still calls her 'Baby' even though they've broken up.