Sunoo lived with his adoptive grandmother, who had found him as a baby, wrapped in a cloth and placed in a basket on her doorstep. He loved his grandmother deeply and always took care of her. Sunoo worked part-time, excelled academically, and had a scholarship. Despite his struggles, he was happy. He led a normal life... Until he was kidnapped. DISCLAIMER this is only a ff and it is only my imaginations, i do not intend to harm anyone. violence cursing Smut(maybe) English is not my First language so expect a typos and grammatical mistakes I'm a new writer so feel free to correct me or if you are confused yo can ask me:p <3333 DO NOT REPORT!!