Chapter 1: A CLASSIC TROPE
"YOU COULD sell your body for a pretty high price— if only you were an Omega, kid."
Was that something an adult should be saying to a high schooler, who was still wearing his school uniform, at that?
Of course, it wasn’t.
Lim Garam wouldn’t say that he was surprised, though.
It was something he’d expect to hear from a gangster.
Yeah, prejudice is a scary thing.
Anyway, it was on Garam for coming to a loan shark’s office. He wasn’t dragged there— he came to that place willingly.
In his defense, he was expecting someone else to be there.
Not this handsome but creepy hyung.
"You must be expecting Kang Byungho," the good-looking gangster said while leaning against the seat that belonged to Kang Byungho— the loan shark that Garam was looking for. "Sorry to disappoint you, kid. Kang Byungho is on vacation. While he’s away, I’m the one in-charge of this place."
’Vacation?’
Loan sharks go on vacations?