01 | Ha Jun

You've heard about Vi Ha Joon many times. A hooligan who loves to fight, a thug in a word. You've also heard that he rides a motorcycle, which made you dislike him even more. The thing is, you have bad memories of motorcyclists.

Once upon a time, you had a younger sister. One day, your mom told you to take her for a walk and then stop by the store. You went outside and told your little sister to go for a walk while you went to the store. As you left the store, you noticed a motorcyclist speeding past you. Before you could react, he crashed into your sister. You were stunned, your sister screaming in pain, and the people on the street didn't know what to do. One of the people called 911 and reported the incident. It turned out that your sister had just broken her arm, but it could have been worse. She also had some minor abrasions and cuts, but nothing compared to the fracture. From that day on, you hated motorcyclists. You decided to go see a doctor to provide first aid to those in need.

One day, you were returning home late from university. As you were walking down the street, you suddenly heard a crash and a painful groan. Running up to it, you saw a guy lying on the ground, covered in numerous small scratches and wounds. At first glance, he didn't seem to have anything serious, but you needed to check.

As soon as you approached the guy, you saw Wi Ha Joon. He sat down on the ground and looked at you with a look of complete hatred, saying:

X - what are you staring at? Go where you were going!

Truth be told, Wi Ha Joon hated doctors and hospitals. If he was injured, he'd try to patch himself up, but sometimes it only ended up worse. And today, when he spotted you, he wanted to run away, but he couldn't; the small scratches combined into one big pain.

You approached him and opened your first aid kit. You began treating the scratches, and he only hissed. He looked at you, unwaveringly, adoring you for your help, and then said:

X – I could have handled it myself...