Maybe there was a mistake.
I rubbed my eyes and looked at my phone again.
Surprisingly, the sight before me remained unchanged.
Haejun’s profile picture in my friend list was of a cat.
Not just any cat, but a cute little kitten.
“...It really doesn’t suit him.”
It was so mismatched it was almost creepy.
I would have been less shocked if his profile picture had reflected his gangster persona, maybe something like a photo of a buried body.
But a kitten for a gangster boss?
Did he choose a cute profile picture to make himself seem like an ordinary person?
“Gross... This is so fucked up.”
I muttered some curse words and felt sorry for the person whose picture of their precious cat seemed to have been stolen by this lowlife gangster.
Just as I was about to block Haejun on the app for real this time, a strange intuition struck me.
‘Two kids. To be fed and played with every three hours....’
I looked at Haejun’s profile picture again.