It was an ordinary, unremarkable day. The gloomy, gray sky, piled with heavy clouds, seemed to press down from above, not allowing him to breathe normally. The dampness from the rain got under his thin clothes with an unpleasant chill, and the chilly wind every now and then pushed Lee Geom in the back with force, as if forcing him to move on faster. On the way to the destination where the president of "Changyong Holdings" sent him, the man stopped in front of a tall, elegant building, the territory of which was very noisy and full of students. It was the university where Lee Geom once studied. Suddenly, a ridiculously painful feeling flared up in the guy's soul - resentment. The thought that he was standing on the border of two worlds, two completely opposite lives, made him shiver melancholic, soon replaced by irritation. Turning around to leave, Lee Geom abruptly crashed into a stranger.

"Sorry..."

He muttered sullenly, hiding his face in the collar of his trench coat and not even glancing at the man who had crashed into him.