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Old rap music played faintly inside your earbuds. You watched your feet as you took a step. You laughed to yourself as it seemed like you were walking in beat with the song. The building's location Gun had sent to your phone was ahead. You knew this because suddenly your phone went off inside your ear. You flinched from the abrupt loud noise and turned the alarm off. You ripped your earbuds out.
"...Jerry Kwon."
You heard the last bit of their conversation. "I'm here too, now." You held up your hand in a wave. "You're late too." Gun frowned. "Sorry, I had to take a subway after school." Jerry answered. "Hm, I was late 'cos of basketball practice." You uttered.
"Jake said I need to finish middle school, at least."
You nodded. "He's right. Don't give up too soon." You held your fist to your chest in determination. "Jake's always right." Jerry defended. "Jake this, Jake that. You're kissing his ass so much it's gonna wear out." A voice you didn't recognize spoke up. "It's anus, not ass." Jerry said matter-of-factly. "It's ass, idiot." The unfamiliar boy scoffed.
"Who's this?" You cocked your head to the side in question. "That's Johan of God Dog. He took over Gangbuk." Gun answered shortly, not wanting to explain the whole deal. "Coolio. I'm Y/n." You held your hand out to Johan, but he only sent you a glare. You frowned. "He's kinda rude." You muttered to Gun.
"I can hear you..!"
"Jeez. You Back Door bastards took it too far." Another person seemed to pop up. You wondered how long he had been sitting there because you haven't even noticed him. "You think you can fool me with that school uniform." He looked past all of you and at Jerry. "This is a kids' fight. You'd bring a grown-up here?"
He stood up and came face-to-face with the bald teen. "And what do you mean, "Jake's Ass," you otaku fuck?" He cursed. Jerry punched him in the face with no hesitation. "It's anus." He said calmly, but still an anger undertone was hidden in his voice.
He felt a short amount of pain in his stomach. "I've never felt a punch this heavy...since my hair started growing." His opponent grinned, "Oh wait. You don't have any." You suppressed the laughter that bubbled up in your throat.
"There are a lot of martial arts in this world. Boxing, wrestling, judo...and depending on what you've learned, there are bound to be one stronger than the other." Gun explained. "So, what do you think?" He glanced towards Johan. "...That kind of style?" Johan uttered.
"I hate it." His answer was simple. "Raw power versus raw power." Jerry and the other boy punched each other at the same time. Blood splattered into the air and dropped to the floor. "Too primitive, don't you think?"
You sweat-dropped. "What's that mean?" You asked dumbly. "Dumbass, aren't you in school?" Johan insulted. "Just 'cos I'm in school doesn't mean I'm smart." You boasted. "That's not something to be proud of. Country Bumpkin." Your eye twitched at his last words. "Hey! That was uncalled for! Take it back!" You glared at him. Although you guys were arguing he kept his eyes on the fight.
