20:Sold!

It's been a while.

Days, months.

Wenwen graduated successfully.

She responded with a smile to the manager's congratulatory speech. His squinted eyes successfully concealed all emotions.

Hang Won, a high school senior, was supposed to be her graduation too, but this time she failed because she had neither the money to pay nor the good grades.

The classroom was just a place for him to stay and spend time. But Hang Won had no reason to stay now that Wenwen had graduated too.

They were returning home with Wenwen when it was all over at last. Wenwen finally smiled with a genuine expression on her face and looked at the paper in her hand.

"It's worth nothing, but a step on the road to success"

He just stopped at a red light. He was somewhat speechless, looking at Won with a strange expression.

"I won the scholarship"

"I have a job guarantee as soon as I graduate from university"

"Still, this is a small amount of work... my workload is too much, sorry..."

His head began to spin and he fell unsteadily to the ground. He was in the middle of the road, unconscious as he thought of the drink Wenwen had given him in the afternoon.

Of course, he already had an answer in mind when, some time ago, the man who had infiltrated the house died from the same drink whose father had also been thrown into his alcohol.

Life was a war, and the survivors were certainly not the merciful ones.

Those were his last thoughts.

***

Ever since he opened his eyes, he had been conscious of this thing called reality. He was an orphan, his father had been a drunk for as long as he had known, and was alone with only his younger sister.

When she was hungry or crying, no one would comfort her or give her food.

Dirty and rundown, this house with an unlocked door was defenselessly at the mercy of other people.

Unlike him, his sister was smart and knew how to handle the situation. In this way, he was more successful than he was, whether it was a matter of survival or improving the quality of life.

He wasn't angry. Who should he be angry with?

That they were ignored by their fathers and left on their own?

That her mother left them with her death?

Or to God because he was born in such an environment?

Or...

For himself because he's a useless vagrant?

And it's just as bad because he's a naughty parasite that gets on with his sister...

His sister, who desperately pushed him to death?

Ah, with a little bribe, he would have covered all traces of his death for sure. Just like his father.

But Hang Won was not as stupid as he seemed.

He was just a spectator.

For his own life and for all those people trying to survive.

When he opened his eyes again, he realized that his sister had not killed him.

He did not kill, but sold!

It's a strange feeling.. they are advancing and standing in the corner with a group of tied hands. Some weren't even awake yet. They lay in silence, unconscious.

Others looked around in horror.

I think they were on the plane, judging by this stock.

But where the plane was headed is unknown, and everyone who was awake was getting more and more uneasy in this silence.

Hang Won did nothing. Fundamentally, he did not oppose. He succumbed to the fate he was powerless to change, no matter how hard he tried.

But others were not as comfortable as he was. One of the men managed to escape. Soon after, he silently scanned the room. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found no problems. Then he turned his gaze to the iron door. Without a single hole, it only had the door handle. For a while he waited anxiously. He took his place and first showed himself tied up by wrapping the rope perfectly and immediately after that he shouted.

"Anyone out there! I'm so thirsty please!"

His voice was strained. But there was no answer.

Others simply watched in silence, as he was leading the way. If the man succeeded, they would rise to their feet with the courage he received from him.

And again, no one cared about them. The man finally got up and reached for the door. He opened it slowly and nervously, but when he was about to relax when nothing happened, he didn't notice until a hole pierced his forehead and met death's arms. Eventually, he collapsed to the ground, not even realizing when.

Others shivered at this scene and slumped further into the corner.

Hang Won stared at the blood seeping into his feet. Perhaps he was the only one who looked soullessly at this scene, since the street they lived in was quite complicated since he was little.

He didn't feel anything.

He closed his eyes and dozed off.

He could never have been more proud of the strange glances that were thrown at him. Yes, he thought of his sister who said he was a total social scumbag. She remembered again, her past and those memories.

Basically, they were both at the same starting points. But the result is very different. Experience and experience proved, the road to success also passed through social relationships.

The door closed again, and they were left alone with the corpse. And in a few days of passing water, they swallowed their dry veins. No one cared if they died or lived. And as if it were a really long road, a few days had already passed on the way.

When they finally felt the slight descent, a group of people with stinking breath of hunger were lying unconscious on the floor.

Perhaps because Hang Won was used to hunger, his complexion did not change, except that it was pale.

The sound of shoes made people nervous. They all turned their heads and turned to the heavily opened metal door.

The man walked over the rotting corpse on the ground without looking at them, pointed the gun at them, gave a warning, then lifted them all up and advanced in a single file.

Each of them didn't even dare to frown at the stinky corpse as they advanced in fear of the bell.

'Bang!'

The sudden gunfire frightened everyone. When his eyes turned to the fallen person, he revealed the hidden dagger in his hand. This was a warning to all. So that they don't make small movements.

Their feathers reared up and the people rolled their eyes. With their stiff bodies and frozen bodies, they advanced. Until you come to another room.

They were thrown in, the door slammed in their faces.

A silent, frightening and endless darkness...

He was slowly swallowing everything.

-To be continued-