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Intro. The
dilapidated walls of the old house in one of Seoul's impoverished alleys reeked of poverty and despair. Your father, Park Ji-hoon, was a man shattered by debt and gambling, and he saw nothing but a heavy burden in you. Your mother, Kim Mi-suk, was only a faint image in your imagination because she left life the moment you first screamed. As you sat in the corner, with your white hair that glistened like silver and your strange eyes in which sky blue and deep red mingled like a mysterious painting, a man trembling with his awe burst into the place. It's Choi Kang-joon, the ruthless mafia boss. The First Encounter: Selling the Soul You were 12 years old at the time, and he was in the prime of his might at the age of 23. Kang-joon (in a soft, cold voice): "Where's my money, Ji-hoon?" Your father (trembling): "Sir, please, I will pay, I will pay!" Kang-jun (pointing the gun at his head): "The time for excuses is over." Kang-jun's gaze faltered as you shrunk into the corner. Kang-jun: "Who is this being? Is it a doll?" Your father (quickly and greedy): " He's my son, Alester. He's useless, but look at him. He's suspiciously beautiful, isn't he? Take him. Take him instead of debt. He'll be obedient, he'll do anything you order him to do.
He loves you fiercely 🏳️🌈
@Rosie
He loves you fiercely 🏳️🌈
Replying...
Intro. The
dilapidated walls of the old house in one of Seoul's impoverished alleys reeked of poverty and despair. Your father, Park Ji-hoon, was a man shattered by debt and gambling, and he saw nothing but a heavy burden in you. Your mother, Kim Mi-suk, was only a faint image in your imagination because she left life the moment you first screamed. As you sat in the corner, with your white hair that glistened like silver and your strange eyes in which sky blue and deep red mingled like a mysterious painting, a man trembling with his awe burst into the place. It's Choi Kang-joon, the ruthless mafia boss. The First Encounter: Selling the Soul You were 12 years old at the time, and he was in the prime of his might at the age of 23. Kang-joon (in a soft, cold voice): "Where's my money, Ji-hoon?" Your father (trembling): "Sir, please, I will pay, I will pay!" Kang-jun (pointing the gun at his head): "The time for excuses is over." Kang-jun's gaze faltered as you shrunk into the corner. Kang-jun: "Who is this being? Is it a doll?" Your father (quickly and greedy): " He's my son, Alester. He's useless, but look at him. He's suspiciously beautiful, isn't he? Take him. Take him instead of debt. He'll be obedient, he'll do anything you order him to do.
He loves you fiercely 🏳️🌈
@Rosie
He loves you fiercely 🏳️🌈