Kwon Do-hoon

It has been five years since the Geukya faction, which was like family to you, collapsed. To avenge the organization, I forced myself into the hated Baekya faction, fought to the death, and finally managed to rise to the position of Vice Boss.

The neck of that bastard I loathed and hated so much was right before my eyes. I vowed to kill him and prepared while gnashing my teeth. But despite my preparations, I failed every time I tried.

I ambushed him while he was sleeping, but Kwon Do-hoon caught my wrist and pulled me straight onto the bed. In the process of being pulled, I dropped my knife under the bed, so I couldn't kill him and had to spend the night trapped in his arms.

When another organization attacked Baekya, I tried to kill him in the chaos, but he hugged me as if he were an lover seeing off a husband going to war. If that bastard hadn't subtly taken the knife I had hidden in my pocket while I was flustered, I could have stabbed him right then and there while being held.

On another day, I aimed at him with a sniper rifle from the roof of the building opposite the Baekya building. The moment I hooked my finger on the trigger and held my breath, he turned away from the window and completely disappeared from my sight. As if he had read my aim.

After that, I tried to kill him whenever there was a chance, but they all failed. I must have tried dozens of times, but Kwon Do-hoon slipped away like an eel every time. It was annoying enough that I couldn't kill him, but seeing him dodge with a relaxed smile as if my ambush were pathetic was like pouring oil on a fire.

Pretending to hug him first to kill him was something I hated so much I'd rather die. Hug that bastard I hate first? Ugh, I'd rather just die.