My name is Han and you know me from before right
(* Referring to prologue of ep 2 )
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Han (thinking):
He has beaten me so badly that my face and chest feel numb, even though I used my power to protect myself , Golden Time, which gives me extra strength and strong durability...
But it's still painful.
You think why I'm not angry? My anger turned to dust when he slapped me the second time.
Now I'm on the bench, and he's sitting on my bench's table, pointing one foot at my chest.
"It hurts."
Slap .
Beeeeep (Han's mind went blank)
Mi Woo looked with his blood-red eyes left and right.
He took a deep breath, exhaled, and saw the entire class gathered in the corner.
In a room filled with tension,
Some were trembling in fear, some were silent.
Three of them had closed their eyes.
Some were staring at the desk near the window.
As soon as he glared at them, they shifted their eyes to the sidelines. (Avoided eye contact)
Mi Woo:
[Oh, sorry everyone, sorry to disturb you . I disturbed your lunchtime.
I have no wish to harm you. Please take your seats—except from the line I'm in.]
They looked at each other's faces.
Mi Woo (shouts):
[Sit.]
[Feard] They followed his command
as his voice echoed throughout the room, the students sat on their benches
Like they are wolves and the head of their clan had ordered them.
He turned back toward Han.
Slap again.
Mi Woo:
[You know why I'm beating you?]
Han (in fear):
[Beca... because we—]
Slap again.
Mi Woo:
[What's your age?]
Han:
[Twen...ty-three.]
Mi Woo:
[I'm 24. Next month I'll be 25. So I'm two years older than you.
What do you call a brother who's older than you?]
Han (sweating, in fear and pain):
[Oppa...] (in a low voice whispered )
Mi Woo (loudly):
[Speak louder.]
As the loud voice echoed through the room, the students were so terrified
they might collapse from fear alone if this kept going.
Han:
[Oppa...] (With blood dripping from his mouth)
Mi Woo:
(Spits out the window: Thu.)
(Turns to Han.)
[Correct. You'll call me that from now on. What's your name?]
Han:
[My name is Han Ji-hoon.]
Mi Woo:
[Hmmm.]
Han (louder):
[My name is Han Ji-hoon!]
Mi Woo made eye contact with him.
[So Han, why did I beat you and your goons just now?]
Han (his face marked all over from Mi Woo's hits, covered in a golden aura)
spoke in a fearful tone:
[Because we bullied you earlier.]
Slap again. (The slap created a shockwave near Han's face.)
Mi Woo:
[You call that bullying?
Your punches weren't even strong enough to count as a massage for me.
Why would I beat you for that?]
Han:
[Mmm... my friend said something about your family.]
Mi Woo:
[Nope. If that were the case, you wouldn't be here—alive and well.]
{He realized Mi Woo was a psycho, so the best answer he could give was:}
Han:
[Sorry, Oppa... for everything we've done—knowingly or unknowingly.]
Mi Woo (loudly, with angry tone and emotional expression):
[Sorry?!
You dare say sorry after making me miss my last chance to get a shoutout
from the person who helped me so much after that day?!
Her voice had become my daily brown tea... and you say sorry?!
You made my once-in-a-lifetime opportunity go to the dogs' s#it—and dare to say sorry?!
You know what, you fu#@ker, I accept your apology.
I'm taking the last gift of gratitude from you.]
Mi Woo, with angry eyes, clenched his teeth and made a super-strong slap—
strong enough that the shockwave alone could shatter concrete.
Slap.
Han had apologized for the first time in his life.
He also had every bone in his body broken.
And for the first time... he had composed himself.
As for the class—
Out of 30 students, 10 of them collapsed just from the sound of the slap.
Mi Woo:
[Hey, blue-haired. You please Heal him.
I've got a little bit of unfinished business with him.]
A girl who looked about 20 came out from the door .
Blue-haired girl:
[So you can beat him again?]
Mi Woo (exhaled; his eyes returned to normal):
[No. I'll just talk to him.]
She said:
[Okay.]
To be continued...
You psychopath... you're not even done with him yet.
Now I feel sad for Han.
—Author
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