He was just a kid picked up by his master in an underground casino. He had no noble bloodline and was only worthy of carrying clothes and water among the many gangsters. Even in the fighting class, he only got beaten. . . . . .
Until one time when he was in a fighting class and was accidentally hit, the corner of his mouth was split open.
He who had been standing aside rushed over and punched down the young master of the hall master's family who had "caused the trouble". He only had him in his eyes, and those bright eyes were everything to him. . . . . .
Burn incense. Family law.
The master asked him to remember that he was just a slave. It turned out that he was so unsatisfactory despite his bright appearance.
But he was determined to do anything for him. . . . . .
He has never been a small character, no matter in front of or behind the scenes, but he rarely speaks, he just smiles, as empty as the sun without light in winter, just smiles.
Even if he has a voice like nature, even if he can attract all the viewers in PUB with just a guitar, even if he captures the hearts of all fans after his debut, no matter how hard he tries, no one can enter his heart, no one dares to enter his heart.
Until I met him, I suddenly felt that somewhere in my heart melted. What was it? He didn't know, he only knew that from then on, every corner was filled with sunshine.
He and him, two straight lines that do not intersect are entangled and tied together for life.