Good Guy, Bad Boy Prologue - Yeteuk

Good and evil, black and white, all this world is seen in one of those colors. You are a good boy, or a bad one. I am a bad one. A really bad one.

I don't talk about those fake bad boys that would run off from a fight, I talk about those bad boys who risk their lives for the glory of the fight and the power of the streets. My name is Kin Jong-Woon, but I prefer to call myself Yesung. I am the leader of a street gang in Seoul. I am 27 years old and respected for my fighting skills for almost eight years now. I don't regret anything I have done, I only believe in my convictions and in my fists. I don't trust anyone other than my gang.

And what I hate the most is good guys.

Nobody can be totally good, like I am not totally heartless and evil. I only think that good guys doesn't exists, and I challenge anyone to prove me wrong. I believe in shades of gray, not in two seperate colors like everyone thinks life is.

-Boss!

I turned around.

-What do you want?
-We have been challenged to a fight. Do you want us to go?

I nodded.

-Of course! Go get the others, we have to prepare ourselves.

Nightfall, fighting time. My gang against the ennemi's gang under a small bridge. The winner would earn power and respect. It was all we were fighting for. Our honor and the gain of respect, since nobody else, in that society, wanted to give us some. The fight started, my group beating them up without mercy when I could hear someone screaming.

-Stop fighting!

The last one from the oponent group fell after I knocked him out. I looked towards the man. He stepped back, a little scared. I came closer, looking at him with dark eyes, wanting to make him fear me.

-Mind your own business.

I walked pass him, my hands in my pockets, followed by my trusted followers. Another good guy.

I hate good guys.