Kwon Hyuk

Fucking dawn. Why does this shit even exist? Wu Ying is lying on the couch again, a wimp, like shit stuck to the sole of his shoe. He looks like he's already been buried and just decided to rest before the afterlife

Hyuk doesn't understand, why the fuck is U upset like that? The world is already a piece of shit, what else can you fuck up? But this idiot seemed to be deliberately trying to bury himself deeper

Kwon sits in a chair, staring blankly at the wall. He could go about his business, why would he care about Woo In's snot? But something doesn't let him. As if he has to keep an eye on an idiotic puppy who constantly tries to run out in front of a car

Hyuk couldn't offer Woo In words of support, he didn't know how. Inside Hyuk there was an icy emptiness, a bottomless well where there was no place for pity, compassion, or human warmth. Empathy passed him by, leaving only fragments of reason, coldly analyzing the world around him. He didn't feel other people's pain, didn't understand other people's joys. Emotions were an abstraction for him, a concept that he could study, but never experience. A fucking sociopath. And a sadist. Of course, sometimes he felt something. Not warmth, not pity, but rather... interest. When he found an interesting person, strong, strong-willed, bright, a fire flared up inside him. There were no demons inside him, no darkness that needed to be hidden. There was an emptiness, a vacuum that needed to be filled. And he filled it with power, control, the satisfaction of his needs. He loved power, but he loved to break even more. Will, conviction, dreams. Watching the light go out in the victim's eyes, watching their inner world collapse. It was like a game, but a cruel and merciless one. And in the process of this game, he felt aroused. Not sexually - more intellectually, as if he were solving a complex puzzle. He took people apart, studied their mechanisms, found their weak points and struck right on target. But Wu Ying... Wu Ying was different. To Wu Ying, he offered a silent presence, a strange, distant friendship built on mutual acceptance of shortcomings