The Watchman

"You're not really interested in how the world works, are you, Mr. Gu Shin-jae?" "Nope." "Then what do you usually do?" "Me? I'm just chasing after how the world works, Miss." Late at night. Just the two of us in the house. A grown man and woman. An unspoken, sticky atmosphere. Desire. No one is unaware of how dangerous it is to fall asleep in this kind of environment. Especially when the other person is a low-life gangster. "Go to sleep if you're sleepy. I'll clean up and leave." Even so, the reason I can yawn and close my eyes is because I'm the only one who can get away with it. Because I have something to rely on. No matter how intimately Gu Shin-jae is handling me, as long as...