Occasionally, very occasionally, these memories surface.

It was when I had just passed my twentieth year.
Yes, around the same age as I am now.

Memories of the time when I barely survived by breathing in the Magyeong.

[Didn't I tell you? You're too slow to keep up.]

That was what the damn bastard said as he looked down at me, panting heavily.

Damn it.

[Huff... I can only keep up... huff... if I can, you crazy bastard.]

I could barely form words.
That was how completely drained I was.

Seeing me in that state, Woo Hyuk laughed …