After two days of classes, the students of Wysteria Academy were finally given a free day to relax and unwind. Muhan, having completed his daily system quests, emerged from his dorm wearing a grey trousers and a black hoodie, his eyes dimly glowing blue. As he strolled through the campus, he was met with the usual attention from the female students, who couldn't help but blush and stare at him. Muhan, however, was accustomed to the attention and ignored it, his eyes scanning the surroundings with a hint of boredom.
Meanwhile, Mi-cha had also completed her daily system quests, which included 100 flosses, 100 twists, and 100 kicks. She stepped out of her dorm wearing a skimpy checked skirt and a blue top, her eyes shining with a hint of mischief. She decided to track down Muhan, following the scent of his cologne through the winding paths of the campus.
As she walked, Mi-cha accidentally stepped on the foot of Jin-ho, a 1st class student. "Sorry," she apologized politely, trying to walk away. However, Jin-ho was not one to let things slide. He grabbed Mi-cha's hand tightly, his eyes gleaming with malice.
"Ah, I managed to stumble upon Mi-cha, Muhan's girlfriend," Jin-ho sneered. "How dare you step on my foot, and you dare walk away?" Mi-cha tried to apologize again, but Jin-ho's grip only tightened, causing her to cry out in pain.
The students around them began to gather, murmuring and whispering to each other. "Isn't that Muhan's girlfriend? I pity her," one of them said, as Mi-cha's tears began to fall.
Just as Jin-ho was about to deliver another insult, Muhan appeared out of nowhere, his eyes blazing with a bright neon-lit blue light. With raw speed, he grabbed Jin-ho's hand, removing it from Mi-cha's, and punched him in the face. Jin-ho flew through the air, crashing into the cafeteria building.
As Muhan turned to Mi-cha, he saw that she was crying, her tears rolling down her cheeks. But to his surprise, she smiled through her tears, saying, "You're late!" Muhan's expression softened, and he reached out to wipe away Mi-cha's tears, his eyes burning with a fierce protectiveness.
As Jin-ho emerged from the cafeteria, the dust settling around him, Muhan's eyes narrowed in recognition. He had come across Jin-ho in the school's tournament, and he remembered the 1st class student's impressive skills.
Muhan turned to Mi-cha, who was blushing furiously in his arms. Her eyes sparkled with tears, but a soft smile played on her lips as she breathed in Muhan's scent. She felt safe and protected in his arms, and her heart skipped a beat as he asked, "Are you hurt?"
Mi-cha nodded blushingly, and Muhan's smile widened. "Good," he said, his eyes glowing dim blue with excitement and boredom.
As he turned to Jin-ho, his gaze locked onto the 1st class student's face. "I remember you," Muhan said, his voice low and even. "You're a 1st class Student."
Jin-ho smiled, his aura bursting forth in a brilliant orange. He glanced at Mi-cha's wrist, where a red mark was visible from his earlier grip. Muhan's eyes followed Jin-ho's gaze, and his expression darkened.
In a flash, Muhan appeared in front of Jin-ho, his fists flying in a blur of punches. Jin-ho countered with a massive punch, one of his skills, but Muhan retaliated with his own extreme punch skill. The two punches collided, sending shockwaves through the ground below.
The school trembled, and the air shook as the two students exchanged blows. But before things could escalate further, a voice boomed through the air, "Enough!!"
Professor Bora, a level 300 instructor, stood before them, her eyes blazing with authority. Her presence was imposing, and her aura commanded respect. Muhan and Jin-ho froze, their fists still clenched, as they turned to face the professor.
Muhan cracked his knuckles, his eyes still glowing with a soft blue light, as Jin-ho snarled, "You won't be so lucky next time." Jin-ho's aura darkened, radiating bloodlust, but Muhan remained composed, his blue aura unwavering.
"Next time, face me directly," Muhan said with a smirk. "What are you, a scaredy-cat?" Jin-ho's rage boiled over, and he took a step forward, but Professor Bora intervened, her voice firm.
"I said, 'Enough!'" she commanded, her eyes flashing with authority.
Muhan chuckled and turned to Mi-cha, who was watching with wide eyes. He offered her his hand, and she took it, her face flushing pink. "Come on, we're done here," Muhan said, his voice low and charming.
As they walked away from the crowd, the female students couldn't help but stare at Muhan, their faces filled with admiration. Professor Bora returned to her office, while Jin-ho stormed off to his dorm, seething with anger.
Muhan, still holding Mi-cha's hand, smiled to himself, his blue aura glowing softly around him.
As Professor Bora stepped into her office, she couldn't shake off the image of Muhan's chiseled features and captivating smile. She felt a flutter in her chest, and her cheeks grew warm. "What am I doing?" she scolded herself, trying to compose her thoughts. "I'm a professor, for goodness' sake! I shouldn't be daydreaming about a student."
Just then, she glanced out the window and spotted Muhan buying an ice cream for Mi-cha at the school cafeteria. The way he smiled at her, the gentle way he handed her the treat… Professor Bora's heart ached, and she quickly looked away, feeling a pang of guilt.
Meanwhile, in the Demi-god Fortress of the Levelling Realm, the Demi-god's piercing gaze swept across the realm, surveying every living being. His eyes narrowed, homing in on a particular individual… Muhan. The Demi-god's interest was piqued, and he leaned forward, his attention fixed intently on the promising young man.