Ember

Sunwoo, oblivious to the sounds of skin ripping and bones breaking, to the wounds etched upon his unhealed scars, focused on beating down the thugs, only lowered his fists when the warehouse grew quiet. These were hellish days, unbearable unless you fought. Someone stopped Sunwoo as he tried to leave, burying his lingering frustration. "Hyung, can you take me with you?"