TheSoloist
Beneath the pressed uniform of a J High student, his time is running out. Y/N bleeds in the alleys of Seoul every night to dent an impossible mountain of medical debt. His brutal, unrefined instincts weren't born in a gym-They were drilled into him by her. She taught him how to survive, and now he uses those very lessons to keep her breathing, no matter who he has to break to do it.
By day, he plays the apathetic loner. He desperately tells himself the violence is only a tool, pretending the sadistic thrill he feels during a brawl is just an intrusive urge he must lock away. But as he wades deeper into the city's violent underworld, the heavy toll of his double life begins to fracture his carefully constructed mask.
When the heavyweights of the streets finally push him past his limits, the illusion will shatter completely. Dragged into a bloody, desperate war, a terrifying epiphany will take hold: In a dog-eat-dog world, where you either kill or is killed, only one, singular truth remains-Violence. Between the adult world and the world of the kids, there, his pleasure exists. The lenient law and the reality of violence rules a separate world. In that world-He was there. Y/N L/N. He was, without a doubt, there.