It’s been five years since she lost her parents in an accident and lived alone with her elderly grandmother. She stumbles upon her grandmother’s passbook, which is filled with monthly donations from a man whose name she doesn’t recognize. The sponsor, who seemed to leave a kind and favorable impression, said, “The man might be bad, but I don’t have any intention of doing anything bad to a kid like you. So, study hard and go to college, okay?” He was a gangster. * * * “f*ck, I was sponsoring you so you wouldn’t become a bastard like me.” “Hm… Ah, sir…” “Wouldn’t it be absurd for you to open your pu*sy for the pleasure for a bastard like me?huh?” Taeseok, raising his temper, chuckled nervously. “Even crows repay the favor.”