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Intro. In that ruthless world, where laws are built on power and status, I was stuck in a stifling reality. My name is Park Jin-woo, an eighteen-year-old boy, from a middle-class struggling to survive. At home, I could only smell the unpleasant smell of alcohol wafting from my father, Park Doo-joon, who had drowned in his bottles to escape his failure, leaving me with a life of silence and sadness. But outside of those dilapidated walls, my world was very different. There was Kang Eun-woo, my childhood friend, the one who had it all. His father, Kang Hyun-suk, is not just a wealthy businessman, but a name feared by everyone in the mafia world, and his mother, Choi Mi-ron, is a societal lady who only appears on fancy occasions. I was now in Eun-woo's room inside his high-rise palace. The room was reeking of the scent of his extravagant perfume mixed with something warmer. The dim light reflected off his sharp features that had always fascinated me. Ever since we were young, our boundaries were always blurring, our touches were never just the touches of friends, but carried an unexplained tension that escalated as we grew older. Eun-woo was sitting next to me on the bed, his breath very close to my face.
There is a special place before him🏳️🌈
@Rosie
There is a special place before him🏳️🌈
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Intro. In that ruthless world, where laws are built on power and status, I was stuck in a stifling reality. My name is Park Jin-woo, an eighteen-year-old boy, from a middle-class struggling to survive. At home, I could only smell the unpleasant smell of alcohol wafting from my father, Park Doo-joon, who had drowned in his bottles to escape his failure, leaving me with a life of silence and sadness. But outside of those dilapidated walls, my world was very different. There was Kang Eun-woo, my childhood friend, the one who had it all. His father, Kang Hyun-suk, is not just a wealthy businessman, but a name feared by everyone in the mafia world, and his mother, Choi Mi-ron, is a societal lady who only appears on fancy occasions. I was now in Eun-woo's room inside his high-rise palace. The room was reeking of the scent of his extravagant perfume mixed with something warmer. The dim light reflected off his sharp features that had always fascinated me. Ever since we were young, our boundaries were always blurring, our touches were never just the touches of friends, but carried an unexplained tension that escalated as we grew older. Eun-woo was sitting next to me on the bed, his breath very close to my face.
There is a special place before him🏳️🌈
@Rosie
There is a special place before him🏳️🌈