(Abandoned) 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 Weak Hero X Male Reader

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NOW ON EP. 21 OF WEAK HERO ★

One of the less appealing members of Jimmy's gang glared up at Gerard, his gaze filled with malice. His eyes narrowed as he tightened his grip on Gerard's hair, a sinister smile playing on his lips. "You're gonna regret crossing us back at the underpass," he sneered, relishing in the power he held over his captive. "And what's with that ridiculous hairdo? Can you even see where you're going with that mess?" He let out a wicked chuckle, savoring the torment he was causing.

Gerard let out a heavy sigh, his shoulders slumping in resignation. He realized it was futile to fight against the current, to resist the relentless wave of bullying. Life was too short to get worked up about everything, and he had learned to pick his battles.

"Oh man, this is just too much. I'm done," Gerard muttered under his breath, his voice laced with a mix of frustration and weariness.

"Huh?" The goon's confusion was short-lived as Gerard's actions spoke louder than his words.

With lightning speed, Gerard's leg shot out like a coiled spring, a swift and precise movement that caught everyone by surprise. The suddenness of his kick was astounding, an explosion of defiance in the face of oppression. In the blink of an eye, the iron grip on his collar was shattered, and the goon was sent hurtling forward, his body crashing unceremoniously onto the unforgiving ground. The impact knocked the wind out of him, leaving him gasping for breath and writhing in pain.

As the goon writhed on the ground, clutching his abdomen, a momentary silence fell upon the scene. Jack, another member of Jimmy's gang, froze in place, unsure of how to react. He glanced at Jimmy, searching for guidance, and was relieved to see a maniacal smile stretching across Jimmy's face.

"Hey there! What was that?" Jimmy sneered, his eyes gleaming with sadistic delight.

Phillip, another member of the gang, chuckled, seemingly unfazed by the unexpected turn of events. "It's been said he goes by the nickname Hot-Foot Jin over at Do-Eui Middle School," he remarked, a hint of amusement in his voice.

Jimmy burst into laughter, slapping his leg in amusement. "Hotfoot? Is that some kind of nickname for a daredevil or something?" he jeered, striding over to Gerard with an air of mock concern. "What a silly title," he said with a smirk. "Think you're some kind of robo-cop, or maybe a superhero with those fancy moves?"

Gerard nervously chewed on his lower lip, his mind racing to comprehend the situation. The pain in his nose throbbed, and blood trickled down his face, staining the ground beneath him.

Ignoring Gerard's rising frustration, Jimmy continued taunting him. "Seriously, if you keep up with this, you'll be in real trouble. No matter how outnumbered you are, don't let it stop you from being careful," he mocked, his words dripping with condescension.

Gerard's anger flared, and he opened his mouth to retaliate, but before he could utter a word, Jimmy lunged forward, screaming in rage. Acting on pure instinct, Gerard attempted to spin and deliver a swift hook, but his movements were clumsy and uncoordinated. Jimmy effortlessly evaded the punch, catching it with his own hand.

"Oh man, there it goes again. Just pulling it out of habit," Jimmy remarked nonchalantly, his voice filled with amusement. "Let me help you with that," he added with a sadistic grin.

Gerard's vision blurred as Jimmy's fist collided with his nose, the impact sending a searing pain through Gerard's skull. He felt himself being thrown off balance, his body crashing to the ground once more. Blood gushed from his nostrils, staining his face and mingling with the dirt beneath him.