His lips still felt strangely warm.

He didn't understand why.

Slowly, he closed his eyes.

For the first time in a long while...

He fell into a deep, peaceful sleep.

Morning arrived.

Warm sunlight streamed through the small window, gently falling across Kang Jun's face.

Still half asleep, he pulled the blanket over his head, trying to block out the light. For a few more peaceful moments, he slept like a log.

Then—

**Knock!**

**Knock!**

"Kang Jun!"

"Wake the fuck up!"

**Knock!**

**Knock!**

Jun slowly opened his eyes.

His hair was a complete mess, and a small trail of drool rested at the corner of his mouth. Still wearing yesterday's wrinkled clothes, he sat on the edge of the bed, silently listening to the relentless pounding on the door.

His heart immediately sank.

He already knew who it was.

He stood up and began pacing around the room, nervously biting his nails.

*Ah...*

*I know why she's here.*

*What am I supposed to do now?*

*I'm going to lose my mind.*

*I don't want to do this anymore.*

*I don't want to live like this.*

From outside, her voice echoed through the hallway.

"Are you going to open the door, or should I break it down? It's your choice."

Jun stopped pacing.

"...Fuck."

"What should I do?"

After taking a deep breath, he slowly reached for the doorknob and opened the door.

Standing in front of him...

was his pimp.

She glared at him impatiently.

"What the fuck took you so long? Go wash your face. You've got a client. He'll be in your room in a few minutes, so hurry up and get ready."

Jun lowered his head.

"...No."

"I'm going to stop all of this today, so... please leave me alone."

Her expression darkened.

"You fucking loser."

"Your life belongs to me, not you. You still owe your debt, so don't you dare talk back."

She jabbed a finger against his chest.

"If you refuse again, I'll bury you in this room."

Jun slowly raised his head.

For the first time, he looked directly into her eyes.

"No."

"Maybe my destiny was in your hands before... but not anymore."

"From today onward, I'm going to take back my life."

"I'm going to change my destiny."

For a brief second, the hallway fell silent.

Then—

**Slap!**

The force of the blow sent Jun stumbling onto the floor.

His cheek burned with pain.

His hands trembled against the cold floor.

Tears filled his eyes, but he refused to let them fall.

The sound echoed throughout the building.

Doors slowly opened one after another.

People stepped into the hallway and turned toward him.

No one helped.

No one spoke.

They simply watched.

The pimp crouched beside him, grabbed a fistful of his hair, and laughed.

"Change your destiny?"

She laughed even harder.

"That's the funniest joke I've heard all year."

Across town, the stranger stood inside the abandoned building.

He glanced at his watch.

"...He's late."

Something felt wrong.

Back at the brothel—

The pimp tightened her grip on Jun's hair.

"I decide your fate."

"You live because I allow it."

"You'll do exactly what I tell you."

She waited for an answer.

Jun remained silent.

Her expression hardened.

Without another word—

**Slap!**

She struck him again.

"Still refusing?"

She turned toward the hallway.

"Bring me a rope."

One of the workers hurried away and returned moments later.

The pimp and another worker dragged Jun toward the bed.

This time, he couldn't hold back his tears.

He clasped his trembling hands together.

"Please... don't do this."

"I'm begging you..."

"I'll repay the debt. I promise."

"But please..."

"I don't want this anymore."

"I hate this..."

His voice broke into desperate sobs.

Ignoring every plea, they restrained him to the bed.

The ropes tightened around his wrists and ankles until he could no longer move.

The pimp dusted off her hands and looked at the others.

"Quit staring."

"He's tied up."

"Let's go."

"The client will be here soon."

"...Okay."

One by one, they walked out of the room.

Not a single person looked back.

The door slowly closed.

Jun was left alone.

Bound to the bed...

Waiting.

A few moments later—

**Click.**

The doorknob slowly turned.

The door creaked open.

Heavy footsteps echoed through the room.

Jun's body froze.

He slowly turned his head toward the doorway.

Standing there...

was his client💀.