From the moment Kim Hanbin understands life, he understands hate. Hate is what keeps the world going and not love. That was his philosophy and you would ask why? Because it was hate that makes him survive his life. As a child he was not shown what love was, his father was abusive and his mother was the victim. Not a day passed when his father would not beat his mother and his mother would curled up to him and cry the whole night. So he grew up hating his father but as much as he dont like his father he never understand the emotions that plagued his small heart, he just knew he dont want his father to come home at all. But one day that emotions overcomes him and at the young age of 8 he pushed a knife into his father's arm who was currently pulling the hair on his mother's head. And the moment his father turned to him, he saw the emotions vividly swirling in those wild eyes, Kim Hanbin saw and understands hatred for the first time and when those bloodied arm lands upon his hair grabbing it harshly, he just wanted his father to disappear forever. And maybe his father was disappearing because his vision were blurring and becoming cloudy and the air was slowly not enough for him to breathe anymore. Suddenly he felt a weight pulled off him and a broken voice 

' ...bin-ah ' 

' Hanbin-ah '

His mother all blood and bruised was staring down at him as he again regain his sight weakly 

' Run away, Hanbin-ah ' 

He looked at his mother who was crying and then to the figure lying beside him, a pool of blood surging under the body. A soft touch to his cheeks bring him back to his mother's crying face 

' Run away ' 

' Omma ' 

His voice was not coming out as his mother pulled him to her chest which was heaving with uncontrollable sobs, he could not understand what was going on but he noticed the figure slightly moving again and soon he was pushed away towards the door 

' Please go away from here, Hanbin-ah ' 

' Omma ' 

The little boy cried out loudly trying to clutch onto his mother as tightly as possible but soon he was pushed harshly outside the door and his mother stoopdown to his eye level and smile brokenly before she kissed her son's head and gently wiped away the tears 

' Omma, I wont leave you ' 

He cried as hard as he was possible and his mother cupped his face and nodded ' Ok, Hanbin-ah, dont leave omma ' 

Hanbin's cries slowly decreases and he w