Yet, who would have thought? When he was about to enjoy the fruits of his hard work that night, he unexpectedly met two boys whose lives were less fortunate than his.
Their bodies were thin, their skin was filthy, and their overall appearance looked so pathetic as if the two of them were a pile of dirt.
Surely, even though he was still a teenager at the time, when he saw that his peers looked more pitiful than himself, the instincts as a guttersnipe instantly made him unable to help to ignore the two of them. Even though he tried his best not to be a merciful individual, he couldn't help it. He thought that ignoring them would be like inviting calamity to come over him in the future.
Yet, what could he do? He could fight the thugs who bullied him, but he unexpectedly had a fragile heart when he had to see guttersnipes his age look troubled.
