Heir Claimed His Mad Boxer

Chapter 1 First Sight

Eighteen-year-old Hanyang swung his fists at anyone who got too close.

I confessed to him. He looked disgusted.

"Get lost. I don't like men!"

I laughed when I heard that.

He had said the same thing back then.

Hanyang said that in high school he had been like a mad dog, biting anyone he saw.

I did not believe it until I saw eighteen-year-old Hanyang crawl out of the alley like a delinquent. Then I believed it.

I stared at him until he stopped in front of me, his face tight with annoyance.

I had finally seen the person I had missed for two years.

But the moment I saw Hanyang I liked him too much.