_Suddenly Dong-ha saw a picture frame on the table next to the television. Dong-ha steps off the couch and approaches the frame of the picture_ _Dong-ha took the frame. In the frame was a picture of people wearing school uniforms_ _Dong-ha realized that it was his school uniform during junior high school. And photographed there was Dong-ha, and his classmates too_ _'It turns out that bastard is in class with me.'_ _Dong-ha saw himself photographed it with a grim look, even his face full of bruises and plaster_ “Haha.. I look pathetic.." _Dong-ha looked at the photo, and his gaze turned to a familiar looking male. Dark green hair with ashy eyes_ “Do-jung.. This bastard has looked perfect since childhood.” “I don't understand, why are you doing this?” "All i can guess is that you don't like me.” “But.. Hahh, i really don't understand” _Dong-ha put back the picture frame, and just fell silent for a moment. After he went back to watching television_