Capítulo 57: The Compound

He's a scary looking guy, but in reality…He thought.

One of the man's arms wrapped around his shoulder, bringing him into a half-embrace, "How's it going, best friend?!" Yeong-Un asked with a bright smile, tugging him close.

He's the most affable man I've ever met–! He thought.

"...I'm alright," he laughed wryly, still not used to the outward affection.

Yeong-Un ruffled his curly locks with a laugh, standing just a few hairs taller than him, "Did Korain give you another beating?"

Though he looked pretty intimidating for sure, Yeong-Un was the easiest friend he made in his short time with Gangcheori thus far. Past his scar-covered body, wild, blue hair, and punk-like outfit, Yeong-Un was a genuinely good guy that he felt he could rely on--though he still had his rough edges.

"Yeah…Seriously, I think he might just be a sadist," he sighed out.