On the first day of high school, I beat up the seniors who came to provoke me at the school gate.
The year I graduated, I was already the uncrowned king of the entire city's underworld.
Until the transfer student showed up - he smiled and handed over a cigarette: "Brother, can you give me half of the empire you conquered?"
I crushed the cigarette butt and looked at the looming police badge tattoo on his back.
