Personal Message
Jung Wooyoung
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TZ Second in Command
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Honestly Wooyoung cannot even remember how he ended up as such a key part in one of the most dangerous street gangs around. Perhaps that was more-so due to him being high off his when joining than a lack of sufficient memory, but whichever the reason it was surprising even to himself to see where he was today. He grew up a good kid, did what he was supposed to, got passing grades, didn't disrespect his family... then he graduated and it seemed like nothing had a purpose. That’s when his best friend suggested they go to a club- they were minors, too young to be inside in the first place but the security didn’t seem to care. Drugs were one hell of an exciting ride. The next thing you know and he’s near passed out on the floor of some room, gun in hand and a worrisome pool of blood pooling across the way from where he sat slumped. His addictions to those drugs were not only his gateway into his life today— but one into a higher sense of purpose. He felt like he truly belonged somewhere for the first time in his life, and he’d be damned if that went out the window.
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