<Logical>
"Do you believe in fate, Jae-ha?"
Sitting casually on the hospital bed is Jae-ha. I remained observant of his attitude.
"Fate? No."
"Why?"
"If fate really exists, then I despise it. I mean, if fate really exists, it's unfair. One boy could live in a mansion, while another lives in the slums. And, you're telling me that all of that is controlled by 'fate?' Oh please. Fuck you." He showed me his middle finger.
That hurts. Welp. I do agree with his statements. Fate doesn't look at everyone equally. Some are fated to live as the strong while others as the weak.
"Moving on, shall we?"
"Yes, please."
"I've read your history. You fight for money. You defeated people and called it a 'judgment,' giving you the name 'Sasin.'"
"You looked me up, Kenma?"
"Precisely. Moving on, you have straight A's on your academic scores."
"Mhm."
"Something to be proud of, indeed. You study, Jae-ha?"
"Of course, I study! Those straight A's doesn't come out of nowhere."