Underworld Past

Why are you crying? Is it because your efforts are not rewarded, or are you regretting your original choice? I'm really not a very good person. He ran away from home at the age of sixteen and plunged into the neon lights of the bar street, learning to drink and fight with a group of gangsters. He thought that his fists could protect the people around him and that loyalty was heaven. Here I met the girl who made my heart beat, and also met my uncle with a mysterious identity, and got involved in various traps step by step. The light of the knife, the smell of alcohol, the heart-pounding moment, the involuntary pulling... Later, I began to wonder, was my path the right one?