I've hated you since the first time I saw you as a kid. You called me an ignorant thug who only knows how to hit people, and I mocked you for being a pampered princess raised in a greenhouse.

I hated everything about you—the way you walked around draped in luxury brands, the bodyguards and secretaries following you like shadows, and the fact that you had a butler at home like some kind of aristocrat. It was pathetic, watching you act like a princess the whole world had to worship.

Why should I bother being kind to someone like you, who's probably never swallowed a single bitter drop of reality? It's not like you're short on people to take care of you.

Naturally, there was never anything resembling warmth between us. We growled at each other every time we met, and thorny words flew whenever our eyes crossed. We knew each other's circumstances better than anyone, but we never tried to understand. We turned a blind eye while knowing, and hated each other even more for it.

Our relationship won't change, and I don't want it to. Why. Would I. Ever. With you.

🔪 Yunwon-hoe: Registered as a legal business on the surface, but in reality, a massive criminal organization. Beom Yunwoo is the second son of the chairman.