Night fell over the city, but inside an underground gym reeking of sweat and blood, Kang Hojin stood in front of a crowd of older students—gang-affiliated delinquents from other classes and schools.
Nam Kyungho, ribs bruised but eyes sharp, sat beside him.
> "He took down Jinhyuk with one hit," Hojin said, arms folded. "He's a threat to our structure."
From the back, a tall boy with narrow eyes stepped forward—Ryu Taesung, one of the gang leaders from another district, and an expert in street-style Kendo.
> "So, he's strong. So what? Strong people fall harder."
Kyungho muttered, "Not this one. His movements… they were perfect. Not human."
Choi Mirae, the only female gang leader among them, leaned back in her chair, biting a lollipop stick.
> "Sounds like a challenge."
They all glanced at each other—and silently agreed.
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Next Day – At School
Rumors spread like wildfire.
> "Kang Hojin's gang is planning something."
"They're calling in outsiders?"
"Even Ryu Taesung might be involved."
Hamin walked the halls calmly, unaffected.
But inside, something itched at the back of his head.
He couldn't explain it.
A brief flash—a memory of blue eyes, blood, screams.
His steps faltered.
Areum noticed.
> "Are you alright?"
He looked at her, a flicker of hesitation… then nodded.
> "Just a headache."
She didn't believe him—but said nothing.
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