Let me tell you how it all began...
The hallway lights flickered half-broken, like this school's soul.
Paint peeled off the walls. Blood stained the lockers. Somewhere in the distance, a desk crashed against a wall.
This wasn't a school.
This was a battleground.
And at the front of the group, standing like it was just another Monday, was Lee Seojun third-year, infamous gang vice leader of ROMZ
He looked over his shoulder, face cut, bruised… but smiling.
"We're ready."
Right behind him, Seo Joonwoo stepped forward.
His jacket the one everyone at Jungang High had come to recognize rustled as he pulled on his black gloves, fingers tightening with each breath.
His hair was slicked back.
His eyes were calm.
And on his chest?
A faint glow — invisible to everyone but him.
[Conviction: 78%.]
Joonwoo smirked.
"Let's go."
No one questioned it.
Let me tell you all… This guys? They weren't just a gang.
They weren't heroes.
They were just teens…
...fighting for something that still mattered. Something romantic…