Life is pointless. It always has been and always will be. My life as Han-Gyeol has never been the way I imagined it. There's this girl who I just can't get over. I don't romantically like her, but I don't hate her. She and I have many different personalities.
I should stop talking about her. She isn't part of my life and will never be. "How are you doing Han-Gyeol!" There he was, the hero of my life, Beom-Seok. Beom-Seok is my best friend. We've known each other since we were 3. I hate my job, I'm a software developer. I make a lot of money, and that's what girls use me for. I broke up with my past girlfriends after a week. Beom-Seok would call me a cheater, but I know what kind of girl I want, and which ones are using me.
I'm 22 and I don't think I'll have another girlfriend until I'm 26. "~Han-Gyeol~." There's this brat who won't stop annoying me, things have been like this since I started this job, that's why I hate it. Her name is Suyi, and just hearing it makes me want to fall into the deep sea. I feel the gaze of people when I'm doing nothing but sitting and doing my job.
Suyi comes over and gives me this pink box. I hate pink. Pink is what people represent as love. When I think of love I think of getting used. I open the box and there are flowers and a note. I tell her I'll read it later, but I'm actually going to throw it away when she gets out of my face. Suyi like me because I'm tall and I'm creative in my own way, but that's not what Beom-Seok sees in me. I'm 6'2, and I originally have black hair, but I have silver/white highlights in my hair.