I will be a legend no matter what after living a humiliating life working 10 hours a day in an office. What kind of slave am I? I run and talk to myself in my inner voice as I look at the small, sprawling houses and see that there is nothing really wonderful about the comfort of purity. I run and run, moving far away from home until I can no longer see it. I look ahead and see someone running on the main side of the big highway. and I increase my speed because I am curious about who in this quiet village is running here, only to notice a Korean girl or woman with black hair and a hat on her head to protect herself from the sun. If she is someone who is used to running, why would she do this, especially since she is a beginner like me? This is interesting, especially the way she breathes, which confirms my suspicions. Also, I was very close to her, and my movements became almost effortless, like James Lee's talent melting into the mold. 4%
