For the sake of avenging his dead younger sister, Cheon Se-joo had no choice but to become part of a criminal organization.
Having lost all hope in life, he meets a young man who reminds him of his sister and offers him a small act of kindness.
If he had known that one small gesture would become such a heavy burden, he never would have brought you into his life.
“I told you. You’ve always come first to me…”
His usually sharp gaze seemed strangely softened today. Cheon Se-joo’s eyes were gentle, sweet, and lingering.
“So take responsibility.”
Cheon Se-joo had always been the one to make the first move. He was the one who reached out his hand first, the one who first turned his gaze toward Se-jin. Se-jin only took his hand because he reached out, and looked back because he looked at him.
And somewhere along the way, he fell in love—with that gentle man.
Se-jin didn’t want to see Cheon Se-joo drifting away from him anymore.
If you can’t come to me, then I’ll go to you.