I learned self-defense to my max while tiring my weak body, breaking it, and then molding it anew to be strong enough to withstand anything physically.
It took a lot for me so I wouldn't approach Sung-min before then. So, I watched him from afar. I saw the things he did, bought his magazines, and read all the news about him. I followed him like a die-hard fan while doing my best to be able to stand by his side.
There's no way a non-Esper like this guy will be able to take me out so easily. Not when my ambition burns hotter than the flames of a dragon itself.
He tried to shoot me but was stunned when the gun didn't work. And while he was stunned, I snatched the gun from him, swirling around and elbowed his face hard.
Even the protective gear on his head wouldn't be able to save him from the impact.
Good, now that I've snatched his gun, he doesn't have any weapon against me.
But I was wrong.
He whipped out a knife, hissing and cussing at me as he took off his helmet.
