This friendship could last forever. But theres a bottle of sojoo standing on the table, ready to change everything! ForewordMyungsoos POV "Kid go away from this guy!! Come here!", a litte girl was standing in front of me. Her cheeks were rosen and she smiled at me. I didnt had to turn around... I could feel the angry gaze of the mother. A hand appeared and pulled the girl away. It was hot in this subway and I was tired so I didnt force myself to show an reation.I could hear the people wispering behind their hands: "Busan- Namja! Busan-Namja!"  Busan- Namja. Thats what they were calling me. Alright, nevermind. I could understand that theyre scared, I was looking dangerous. My shirt was halfway in my tousers halfway hanging ouside. My skinny jeans were hanging somewhere under my butt and I was wearing a long dark coat. Yeah, some kind of look, the society doesnt like. But how dangerous was I? Ive been working from 4 am till 9 am, had an usual school leaving certificate and was into a woman I couldnt have. I was living in a small flat with my best friend. So, how could I be dangerous?The subway arrived at my station, so I turned around to leave the subway, in this moment I heard it again."Min, you shouldnt go to these kind of men. They are bad. He surely is a Busan-Namja." Thank you. -.-    Oh, and by the way, my sister StuePitt made that beautiful poster for me! Im such a lucky person! T-T