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Fucker!

Bleak Night

Charge!

Becky, come join us.

- Just leave him. - What sup?

That's a fall!

Is not, not, not!

Yo, Becky. Come here.

What's with him?

Just let him be.

- What do you mean? - You know what.

Know what?

What's with you two?

It's nothing.

Talk to me.

Really.

Stop worrying.

Why can't you talk?

Seriously. It's nothing.

Closed till Feb 8th due to personal reasons

Wanted to meet you in person and ask about...

No, there's no problem.

I just stopped by the school.

The admin office gave me your number.

Sure. I'm alright.

Yes, I'll just...

Right.

Thank you.

- Why are you blowing me off? - What now?

Give it back.

Come get it.

Come pick it up later.

- Just pick it up and shove it. - Under here.

- Over here. - Just give it to me.

Guys, Becky's here.

Warm yourself by the fire.

You're late! Don't keep me waiting.

Sorry.

I missed you buddy.

Don't be late again, alright?

Your backpack's been smoked.

It's a joke.

You think I'd do that to a friend?

Where's my backpack?

It's at Lego's.

This fucker wanted to burn it, but Lego stopped.

- It is smokin' - Right under here.

- There's history book. - Where? Where?

You good, Becky?

What is?

Are you having fun?

Nah...

I got witnesses say you are.

Eyeball one, two, three, four

Glasses count for four, so eight, nine, ten...

You're laughing again.

I'm not.

Do I look funny to you?

Like a fucking comedian?

- Bitch, just stop. - Give it back.

Stop fucking laughing.

Is this funny?

Sir, please come in.

Please, have some.

You came to the funeral?

Yes, to the funeral cortege.

Frankly, I can't remember who all came.

You look a bit familiar.

It's OK. Many kids came that day.

So, how did you get my number?

Your teacher gave me some phone numbers.

Kids said you were good friends with Ki-tae.

I'm not here to intimidate you. Just wanted to chat.

Sure...

I'm sorry to bother you.

It's alright.

It's your senior year. You must be busy studying.

I'm alright.

When do you start school?

Next week.

I found many pictures of you and Ki-tae together.

I see.

There was another boy, but I'm not sure who it is.

It's probably Dong-yoon.

Dong-yoon.

Yes.

- Awesome. - Fucking change.

Homerun!

Last one!

Hurry up.

If it's out, we have to change.

I'm tired.

Last one. Rock, scissors...

Bitch!

Hurry up. Run.

- Shit, that hurts. - Watch out.

Let's just buy another ball.

No way, you retard, Ki-tae loves that ball.

What's in that ball?

- It's expensive? - I don't know.

Did you look here?

Guys! I found it.

Yeah?

Let's go chill.

You like Bo-kyung that much?

What? No, I don't.

Dumbass, you like her.

- No, I don't. - It's written on your face.

How about Wolmi Island this weekend?

With Bo-kyung and other girls.

3-on-3?

With Se-jung too?

It's definitely a GO!

How about it, Becky?

Yeah, whatever.

You suck.

What?

- He thinks he's so cool. - Dumbass.

Do I look it?

Yes, you fucking do.

Okay, I'll go. Dude, my head hurts.

You little shit.

That hurts. I said I'll go.

You sure Se-jung's coming?

How many times did I say yes?

If not, I'm not going.

You're acting weird.

I can ask.

You're only going for your own sake.

No way, bitch.

I'm trying to hook up Becky and Bo-kyung.

What did I do? He's going because of Se-jung.

So what?

You're the one always complaining.

Now, you're coming out.

No, I'm not.

Besides, why can't I get with Se-jung?

Huh? Bo-kyung, Se-jung...

Fucking dumbass

Be more aggressive.

You're gonna blow your chance.

Fine.

Look at Dong-yoon. He's just going at it.

You think I don't wanna?

Shut up and listen.

Picture her here. Gaze at her.

- Then once she sees you, look away. - That's aggressive?

- That's aggressive! - How's that aggressive?

- Just ask Dong-yoon. - You suck.

If you did half the shit he did,

- You could have had her already. - You suck.

Hurry up.

Okay.

Yo, hurry up.

I told you so.

He's acting strange.

Just like that.

- Said look into her eyes. - Move your ass.

Go take care of his dumbass.

What did he say?

I don't know. He said to look into her eyes.

Don't you get it?

I'm describing exactly what he does.

What do you want-la?

Hurry up-leh.

- Feels like we flew here. - We're really in China.

I bet everyone speaks Chinese here.

- How about lunch? - I can speak a little Chinese.

- Wo ai ni. Zai Zien. - Wo ai ni, my ass.

- Zai Zien - Ni hao ma.

Here's another.

Ni chi fan le ma.

You cussed. You're bad.

- No I didn't. It's Chinese. - You cussed. You're bad.

It's not cursing.

Where we going? I'm hungry.

Let's go here.

Oh! I know who it is.

I saw him carrying bunch of flowers.

- Wearing this apron. - That faggot.

Why?

It was a super cute apron.

- This is spicy. - Drink this.

What did he eat?

- You two look cute. - Asshole.

No we don't. I would've done the same for you.

- You two lovebirds. - Shut the hell up.

Ki-tae, have some of this.

- Is it good? - Yeah.

Isn't this far too? Have some of this too.

- What are you doing? - What?

What are you doing?

You were far from the dumplings.

You said you didn't want your noodles.

Are you trying to make Hee-june jealous?

What?

You are, aren't you?

Stop with your bitching. The food's pretty good.

- It is great. - Have some.

What do you know about dumplings?

Pretty good.

- I hate when you joke around. - The food still sucks.

She's into you.

Good luck. She's pretty.

Dude, stop.

Let's all go to your place.

- And do what? - Just hang.

Are you two dating?

Are ya? Are ya?

I've never been.

I think he was uncomfortable bringing friends home.

He came to my house and Dong-yoon's a lot.

My mom knows Ki-tae too.

- Really? - Yes.

It's not only Ki-tae.

All kids act differently when they're around parents.

He wasn't in any trouble at school?

No, at least not before I moved.

Frankly, I don't know why Jae-ho gave you my number.

I moved weeks before what happened to Ki-tae.

So, I don't know anything.

So you haven't seen him since you moved?

He came by once to see me.

Couple of days after I moved.

We said our hellos and I haven't seen him since.

You didn't notice anything strange?

I guess he came to say goodbye.

He seemed alright.

What about the other boy in the picture?

- You mean Dong-yoon? - Yes, him.

Did he come to the funeral?

No, he didn't.

I thought they were close.

Well, he didn't come.

I haven't talked to him in a while.

Can you tell me a little about him?

About Dong-yoon?

They were good friends since junior high.

I met Ki-tae in high school.

Was Dong-yoon in the same classes?

No, he was in different classes.

Ki-tae and Dong-yoon were special.

What do you mean special?

I'm a high school friend.

They were best friends since junior high.

I could never be as close... Not like those two.

- As long as you don't pick me. - Ki-tae's so good.

No, don't get that.

Dumbass keeps taking it.

Why? I think he's it.

You better choose well.

This is boring.

Why don't you go play?

You want some?

When are your parents coming home?

Maybe tomorrow.

Then I'm gonna crash at your place.

Alright?

Fine.

You want me to go?

No, it's fine.

Go talk to Bo-kyung or something.

Why are you so quite? What's wrong, yo?

What were you two talking about?

What do you mean?

Earlier in the room, I saw you and Bo-kyung talking.

You saw?

Why else would I ask?

It wasn't anything.

You don't think something happened.

Nah...

You got it all wrong. Stop that.

Alright.

That's strange...

A guilty conscience needs no accuser.

- What do you mean? - What?

What do you mean by that?

It's nothing.

- You need to stop. - Don't touch my head.

Becky, you've grown up so fast.

Don't talk to me like that.

I'm not your bitch.

Dude, I was joking.

Jae-ho, come out this way.

He's caught again.

He's caught again.

Get him.

- Jae-ho does flower arrangement? - Yeah, At his mom's flower shop.

I'm trying to be a good son Assholes!

That's better than your mom telling you to study.

I fucking work every weekend.

- You don't have private tutoring. - I'd rather do that.

How much do you get paid?

- Two bucks. - Two bucks?

Damn.

Ask for a 50 cent raise.

You're like those underpaid foreign workers.

It's about being a good son.

I'd rather get paid two bucks and hang out with my mom.

You and your flowers. So cute!

Shut the hell up. I do look hot carrying flowers.

Guess what fucking happened yesterday.

What?

- That underpass place. - The underpass?

What's with the junior high asses smoking cigarettes?

With bitches on the side.

For real? You left them alone?

I was glaring at them. Then these fuckers gave me looks.

They gave you dirty looks?

They're begging to die.

There were about seven, not counting the girls.

I was gonna go, but it was a big group.

So I turned away, but then I got pissed.

- Let's get them. - Go?

- Where? - So what happened?

You should've called us.

- You should've called me. - So what happened?

- You didn't lose, right? - Junior ass is my specialty.

Yo, talk.

I need to go shit.

Finish the story.

What up?

- Maybe he got his ass kicked. - He's full of shit.

Where you going?

Come stand here.

What's up?

Why did you do that?

What?

You two were doing that thing.

What do you mean?

Giving funny looks to each other.

You think I'm a retard?

You better tell now or I'm gonna kick your ass.

Hurry up, fucker!

We were talking earlier.

About?

How you always get quiet when we talk about parents.

You suddenly stop talking then you switch subjects.

You did it again today, and it reminded us.

That's why you two were laughing? At me?

I'd never laugh at you.

That's why you two gave funny looks?

Look at me.

I'm sorry.

Look at me.

Start talking.

- We weren't laughing at you. - Fucking tell me.

We looked at each other, but we weren't laughing at you.

Why would I do that?

Are you gonna see Se-jung later?

No.

The CD, Lego gave you. Are you gonna watch it with her?

Dumbass. I didn't get anything.

- I saw you. - I was pretending.

You're so into her.

- Sure am. - I'm jealous now.

Wanna go play baseball?

Go play it with Se-jung.

Go to hell. Ki-tae, let's go play baseball.

Let's go play baseball.

Go. Go!

Let go.

What?

What?

I'm just gonna say one thing.

- Me? - Becky.

Me?

When you go home, your mom makes dinner and tells you to study. Right?

What's up?

When I go home, I cook my own dinner.

Sometimes, if I get lucky, I get to see my old man and say hello.

I'm always late to school. I get pissed that no one woke me up.

But you see, my mom's gone.

OK. I get it.

There's no one.

That's about all I can say about my parents.

Are you satisfied? Are you?

I'm gonna split.

Ki-tae.

OK.

- I was just asking to play baseball. - Don't know.

What do you mean you don't know?

I don't.

You're still here.

You came out earlier than I thought.

I couldn't concentrate so I'm going home.

Is it because of me?

No. Is something wrong?

The number you gave me.

Dong-yoon's cell is turned off.

I haven't talked to him lately, either.

I'm sorry to bother you, but could you help me?

I'm not sure who to call.

Maybe, you have some friends, who still talk to Dong-yoon.

Please?

I was wondering if you still talked to him.

I have his home phone too.

OK, let me just ask for a favor.

If Dong-yoon calls, give me a call.

- Give me your left hand. - Light me up.

Give me your left hand. Now, my hand smells.

- I dropped my cigarette. - They're gonna check me too.

Light me up.

Becky, keep a lookout.

Are you deaf? I said, go keep a lookout.

What?

You don't even smoke.

Dude, it's just a joke.

Fine.

Don't get pissed.

I get it.

- Relax. I'm sorry. - I said, I got it.

- OK. I'm really sorry. - Fine.

I'm gonna go in now.

Fuck!

I told you I'm sorry.

Like I said, I got it.

I said I'm sorry.

Stop looking at me like that.

I said stop frowning. Just stop.

Becky. Look at me, shitface.

Let go of me.

You're gonna be like that?

Look at me, bitch.

He's not picking up.

Yeah?

Maybe, Becky's in trouble.

Nah, he's fine.

Think you're smarter than me?

- Growing up so fast. - Fucking fast.

Yo, Becky!

This is a type of traditional Korean poem.

Characteristics of poem are?

From the end of Goryeo dynasty.

It's a good test question. Highlight.

Why are you napping all day?

Yo, Becky.

Raise your fucking head.

Yes, sir.

I just got here.

Waiting outside the apartment.

There's no one home.

Nah, it's OK.

I wanted to come here myself.

No, you don't have to come. I'll call you as soon as I meet him.

Don't worry, sir.

OK. I'll call you later.

OK. Bye.

Yo.

- Long time no see. - Long time.

You look good.

Dumbass.

Why did you call me?

You know where Dong-yoon is?

- Is that why you called me? - Where is he?

I don't know.

I met Ki-tae's dad.

You're the one who gave him my number.

What did he say?

I moved because of you guys.

So why did you give him my number?

- He needed some clarification. - About what?

- About Ki-tae. - What does it have to do with me?

You know well. You moved because of Ki-tae.

So what does that have to do with Ki-tae's death?

Ki-tae's dad needed clarification.

Stop repeating yourself.

What happened to Ki-tae?

- Don't know. - You know.

Stop hiding. Did you do something bad?

What are you accusing me of?

Then why not give Dong-yoon's number?

Why did you give him mine?

Why hide what you three did and blame me?

I'm not hiding anything.

What's the use giving Dong-yoon's number if he won't answer?

Besides, don't you have more stuff to tell Ki-tae's dad?

Dong-yoon dropped out of school.

Nobody's seen him around.

After you moved, Ki-tae went nuts.

Really went psychotic.

You know what I'm talking about.

You too.

Stop fucking staring.

Who did this?

Tell me.

It's nothing.

Bullshit.

- Yo, shithead. - Sup?

What?

What did you do?

- What? - What did you fucking do?

Why are you pissed?

You know. What the hell did you do?

What's up with the attitude?

Shut up, fatass. Get lost.

- What the hell? - Chill.

What did you do?

Just chill.

Let's talk alone.

Why did you do it?

Did Becky tell you?

It's not important, is it?

I asked why.

What did I do?

Stop pretending you don't know.

Stop overreacting.

Since when was Becky so special to you?

Listen to what you're saying, bitch.

He brought that on to himself.

Fuck you.

What did Becky ever do to you?

Why are you acting up? What do you know?

That's why I'm asking, asshole.

Damn.

He's so pretentious.

In what way?

I don't like it.

Are you kidding?

Why did you do it?

Stop fucking getting in the way.

I usually tell you everything.

So just look away this time.

There're things I can't explain.

Hey.

Let's just stop.

If you do it again, I won't be so quiet.

If you won't be so quiet, then what?

Just watch me.

Whatcha doing?

What are you doing?

Isn't this how much you're supposed to put in?

Oh my! This is way too much.

Just need one spoonful.

I saw my mom do it before.

Just one spoon.

No way your mom does that.

They don't give shit about others.

I Know.

They were inseparable before.

You should talk to them.

I did talk to them.

Neither one would talk, assholes.

Maybe, there's something serious going on between them.

I don't know.

Move!

I guess they can't talk about it.

Help me up.

Have you ever felt as if you have a stigma?

Stigma?

Yeah.

Why?

Just cause.

What are you doing?

No stigma here.

Not funny.

Everyone says otherwise.

Why did you call me?

What's up with the attitude?

Why do you think I called?

Becky?

What happened between you two?

Why don't you ask Se-jung since you like talking to her so much?

OK. I'm asking you now.

- Do you like her a lot? - What?

I said, do you like Se-jung a lot?

What are you talking about?

Talk to me.

That shouldn't even be a question.

Tell me.

What's up?

Do you like her a lot?

I like her fucking much. What sup?

I was just envious.

Dumbass.

Last time at Hee-june's,

Bo-kyung told you she liked you.

How did you know?

Se-jung told me.

She's hot. Why did you turn her down?

She is hot.

So why did you?

Because of Becky?

No way!

Guess I'm right.

If you cared about Becky so much.

Why did you do that?

Why?

Why what?

Ki-tae.

Stop acting like an ass.

You scared me.

It's over.

You suck at this.

Damn.

It's out.

- Fuck you. Hurry up. - Let me just pull it a little.

What are you listening?

What?

Nothing, just...

I need to talk to Hee-june alone.

Let's go.

What are you listening?

Have some courtesy to answer.

Answer what?

Just anything.

How's the scarring on the face?

What do you want?

You can keep your guard down.

I just wanna talk to you.

About what?

Let's end this.

End what?

This. And everything else.

Since when did I have a choice?

OK.

I'll stop and you do the same.

I'm sorry.

It's easy for you to say.

Don't be. I don't need your apology.

What?

I don't need an apology from you.

I'm serious about this.

What's with your attitude?

I'm serious too.

What's with you?

Thanks to you, I'm transferring next week.

So I don't want your apology.

If I weren't moving, I should care.

But we don't have to see each other anymore.

You still wanna see me?

So why should I accept your apology?

Transfer?

You kidding me?

Why are you doing this?

How about you?

Think I'm your bitch? Are they all your bitches?

You never thought of me as a friend.

Till when did you think I'd suck up to you?

Know how I survived your bullshit?

That great pride of yours.

Why shouldn't I have mine?

Those fuckers are the same.

They don't give shit about you.

Life's easier having you around.

Cause people think you're some shit.

You have no friends.

I've never thought of you as a friend.

Punch me all you want.

I'm sorry that you'll have one less person to punch around.

What the fuck are you doing?

Stay out of this.

What the hell?

You fucking out of your mind?

Wanna die?

Fuck you, bitch.

- Take your hands off. - Fuck you.

Stupid fuck, be that way.

Let's go. He's not even a friend.

What are you retards looking at?

Hee-june.

Is that your new uniform?

Ours is way better.

How did you find me?

Smile. It wasn't easy to find you.

Guess I can't see you no more.

Have fun at new school.

Bye.

What's this?

A gift. Peace out.

- You want some snack? - No, it's OK.

- Said you didn't have dinner yet. - I'm OK.

OK, then.

I looked everywhere for you. Even the closed railroad station.

I even met Jae-ho.

He said nobody's seen you around.

Since when was I so popular?

Why did you drop out of school?

Why should I go to fucking school?

What are you gonna do?

I'm studying to get my GED.

You not having any?

I'm fine.

How's new school?

Just keeping it quiet.

Dumbass...

Sorry that I haven't called.

No, I'm sorry.

You didn't just come.

I met Ki-tae's dad.

He wants to see you.

Why?

Guess he wants to ask something.

Why didn't you come to Ki-tae's funeral?

What happened?

Remember last year

when we hung out at my place?

Sure.

Remember you fell asleep on the couch?

Ki-tae and I talked a lot that night.

Yeah?

I was reminiscing.

Dong-yoon.

You don't have to tell me anything.

But, you should meet Ki-tae's dad.

I don't know what you know about Ki-tae's death.

But his dad has a right to know.

I'll give you his phone number.

Just have your cell turned on.

Just please, don't avoid him.

I'm sorry I had to tell you this.

No, I'm sorry

I can't be more cheerful.

Let's hang after I clear my head.

I see.

Come back to your old self.

And this...

Ki-tae gave me this. Said it was a gift.

Bye.

You happy now that Becky's gone?

You look good.

It does feel great.

We should grow up. We're almost seniors.

Stop acting like a child.

Stop messing around.

Jae-ho, shut the hell up. I wasn't talking to you.

You told me to stay after class for this wonderful advice?

Aren't we friends, Ki-tae?

Yes, thank you for a friendly advice.

Yeah, isn't this great?

Well, I got something to tell you too.

What?

I thought hard about what's best for you.

But I think I should tell you this.

What? Tell me.

About Se-jung.

- Se-jung? - Yeah.

What about her?

You shouldn't date her seriously.

What do you mean?

I overheard some stuff about her,

and it wasn't pretty.

Remember that day

I asked you if you really liked her?

I was gonna tell you then, but it didn't feel right.

Why don't you get to the point?

I don't think she's all that innocent.

I heard she's famous for you know what.

She had so many guys that you can't even count all.

There was something about abortion...

Anyway, she moved here to get away.

Don't take her too seriously, or you might get hurt.

Why tell me this now?

What? I'm worried about you.

Shouldn't friends watch out for each other?

I was so shocked that I didn't know how to tell you.

I thought hard, and it hit me that I should tell you the truth.

I don't want you to get hurt.

So please stop seeing her.

If you still want, just take it lightly.

I know you're shocked. But...

I already know.

You do?

Thanks,

but I've heard already.

Great. I had no idea. I was worried about nothing.

I'm just playing her.

Yeah! Just ditch her after you're done.

I was so worried.

I should've just told you earlier, shit.

Why didn't you? We're friends.

I feel much better now I've said it.

Great.

Dong-yoon!

What did he do so wrong?

You're not listening.

Yeah, I am.

What's with you today?

What?

You're acting weird.

I have a little headache.

Do you have something to tell me?

About what?

You can tell me.

It's alright.

I don't.

I know you do.

No, I don't.

Go inside. It's cold.

Go inside before you catch a cold.

Take off your watch.

What now?

Please?

What are you doing?

I want this.

You know how much I like this watch.

That's why I want it.

What are you doing?

If I take this watch,

I can see you again.

What do you mean?

I'll give it back next time I see you.

Alright. You promised.

Yeah.

Go in.

OK.

Thought you're gonna keep it.

Take it.

You're disrespectful when you laugh, bitch.

Whatever.

Disrespectful, yo!

Take him down.

Get your fucking leg off of me.

Who's that?

What sup?

What's going on here?

Step outside.

What's wrong?

Did you meet Se-jung?

Se-jung?

Did you meet her?

Yeah.

Did you tell her?

Tell her what?

Did you?

Tell her what?

Don't make me repeat myself.

Did you tell Se-jung?

You think I'd do such a thing?

Just answer the question.

Did you tell her?

Are you fucking serious?

Answer me.

If I did?

I'm gonna kill you.

Fucking kill me then.

Stop.

Fucking stop.

Damn it.

What are you doing?

He was kicking your ass.

Wanna fucking die?

Fuck off.

Let's go.

Leave those fuckers.

Are you OK?

It's a misunderstanding.

Let go of me.

It's all misunderstanding.

Fucking let go.

Dong-yoon.

Please.

- Hi, Ki-tae. - Hello

- You shouldn't have. - It's nothing.

- Is he in his room? - Yes. He is.

- Hey, Ki-tae. - Yes, ma'am?

You know who did that to Dong-yoon?

I'm sorry.

Don't you know?

No, I don't. I'm sorry.

OK, go see him.

How do you feel?

Can't you a bit more cheery to see a friend?

You look better.

Isn't it boring, not going to school?

Staying in all day must suck.

What do you want?

I just came to see you.

Then just go.

- Go. - Dong-yoon.

I'm sorry.

Please don't do this.

Please don't you too do this.

What do you want me to do?

Please go.

I don't know what's going on.

I'm about to go crazy.

Please don't do this.

Shut the hell up and go.

Get lost.

Dong-yoon.

You can't do this to me.

Not you too. For me, you are, I mean...

Mean what?

Mean what? What am I to you?

Stop being delusional.

Just stop.

I'm not mad at you. So listen carefully.

Do you know how much I laugh inside when you say I can only understand you?

Don't think I was ever your friend.

It's disgusting.

Are you for real?

I think you'd know.

You were the one who always said, You hate those pretentious bitches.

You know what's funny?

You're the most pretentious one.

Why don't you live up to your words?

That's why everyone thinks you're a loser.

They leave you because you disgust them.

You're disgusting.

Is that really me?

Yeah.

Where did I go wrong?

From where did I go wrong?

Nothing would've gone wrong.

If you weren't here from the start.

Aren't you sleepy?

Can't sleep.

Where's Becky?

He's passed out on the couch.

Give me some.

Why did you get up? Go back to bed.

You go sleep, and stop thinking about masturbating.

Retard.

You couldn't call me names in junior high.

Our boy's grown up.

That's long ago. You're no contest to me now.

Is it fun pretending to be a boss in front of your posse?

Of course. I'm the shit.

Dumbass.

It's all over after graduation.

Tell me something I don't know, bitch.

Crazy ass.

Until then, I'll be a crazy ass.

You know you're a crazy ass? Hooray.

You think I like bluffing in front of people?

It's just nobody ever gave shit about me.

Who cares what people think?

I know. How about you?

I don't care.

Go you.

Don't hang on to something that will be gone someday.

Even if I lose everything, I'd still have you.

Stupid.

You truly understand me.

Want standing ovation?

You understood me even in junior high.

Even if others don't give a shit, as long as I have you, I will be OK.

Hello.

Hello, sir.

It's alright.

Don't worry.

Is there something Hee-june should tell first?

No. It's not like that.

Don't worry about other boys.

Just tell me what you can.

Do you have something to tell me?

Yes. I am curious why...

why one best friend moved suddenly,

and the other didn't come to the funeral.

I feel there's something about Ki-tae

that everyone's hiding.

Am I asking too much?

What do you mean you don't?

That's why you suck.

Stop caring and just do what you want.

Shut up. Pass the ball.

What's with that ball?

Nothing.

What do you mean nothing? You don't tell me anything.

I got this when I was little.

My birthday's coming up. Give it to me.

No way, bitch.

What's with the straight face?

What?

Damn serious. It's just a ball.

Don't get pissed. Just take it.

I'm really taking it. Don't regret it.

Give it back, bitch.

Alright.

When I got this ball, I wanted to become the nation's sensational batter.

Dumbass.

You got a ball and wanted to be a batter?

You know I lack control.

I'd hit a grand slam and interview as I get my MVP.

Then the whole world would look at me.

Can you see it?

The shout of victory for me!

Everyone's going wild for me!

Yo, can you see it? Look!

Who's the best?

Who's the best? Dong-yoon!

Who is the best?

Stop ignoring me.

Who's the best?

You are.

Friend.