𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠

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the mini skirt prevents you from moving too comfortably, but just your hands should be good enough if it's some petty highschool gang.

tailing the group without fail, you end up in a restobar, where a lot more from their group are gathered. you recognize it to be a place you drank in alot before meeting ijin. the old man gave you a fake id before telling you to go drink your worries away the day he found you on the shores of a beach

shrugging, you step out of your hiding spot, catching the attention of the group of three smoking outside. "that uniform...are you from shinan high?" they smirk, a puff of smoke floating out if their lips.

"oh, yeah. just here for a drink." you explain, stepping closer to the entrance before they block your way.

"sorry, girl. we can't let you pass."

you grin, "hm, are you security guards? you're not wearing a uniform though?"

one of them puts a hand on your shoulder, "listen, get out of here before—"

you grab their wrist and forcibly twist their arm while kicking down on his knee, "before what?" you chuckle, watching the other two grit their teeth before running towards you.

ducking down before they land a punch, you slide out of the spot to get behind one. grabbing their eat and tightly tugging it, you click your tongue, "tsk tsk, high school kids smoking and being a gang member? i don't think your mom's gonna be very happy.."

the guy who's ears you grabbed yelps as you pull it however you want, dragging his head along. "now—"

a yell from within the bar cuts you off, then there is a silence so loud it renders you deaf.

you sigh, "i wanted to play around a bit, seems like i don't have much time."

letting go of his ear, you chop the side if his neck, watching him fall unconscious before picking him up and throwing him against his companion.

the other screams from the weight of an adult human body being thrown at him, his head knocks against the hard concrete before black dots fill and eat his vision.

"oh? he had a bat all along. i'll borrow it for a bit, oppa~" you hum, kneeling to pick up the metal implement.

the door rings as you open it, though no one's attention is grabbed just yet.

holding the bat over your shoulder, you analyse the situation, seeing two shinan high students covered in blood and laying on the floor. their injuries don't seem too serious to be fatal, however they seem like they should immediately be treated unless they want more blood loss.

the whole place is swarmed with men, drinking and smoking with their friends as they laugh and mingle as if there is no one being beaten up half to death.

deciding to put the advantage of no one noticing you to use, you swing the bat at a group of people standing at the back, snickering when they drop to the floor.

thud!

finally, you have their attention.

"my my! is assault not illegal?" you start dramatically, pointing at everyone at the room as you click your tongue. "tsk tsk, should i report you to the police?"

"fuck, who let this bitch in?" a blondie sitting on a couch sighs, "someone deal with that before i get another headache." he sighs, seemingly pissed. he's the one mostly covered in blood.

perhaps he is the one commanding them to do all this.

they nervously utter out a 'yes sir' before charging straight at you, mindlessly throwing hands in hopes that you'd get hit.

"batman of gotham is here to punish the clowns!" you sing out before aiming and swinging your bat, blood splattering on both you and your weapon.

they yell in pain, feeling their bones adjust in ways it's not supposed to be before falling and writhing on the group like roaches after being sprayed.

some hold weapons, however you easily knock it out of their hands when you notice their grip weaken.

one by one, they fall like flies, more blood oozing out of their wounds as you don't falter on your movements. even when your bat is knocked out of your palm, you continue on, avoiding attacks and returning them, making sure just one hit is enough to knock them out.

'what are these fuckers doing, losing to a fucking girl?!'

the blondie who continues to watch from the couch as you fight with precision, feeling chills run up his spine when you finish up with his men, blood staining your school uniform and your face.

he almost flinches when a big smile stretches your lips, "goodness me, the coward is the only one left."

a tick appears on his forehead at your words, "fuck. watch what you say, you bitch."

getting into a stance, you feel excitement run through your veins when he picks up the bloodied bat.

the fool vs the coward.

just before you can make the first move, someone moves past you to take out the blondie before you can.

it's ijin, who looks at you worriedly after making sure the man drops to the ground like a lifeless body. "( y/n ), what are you doing here?"

"i saw some suspicious guys so i followed them. they beat up these two so i thought it'd be fine if i returned the favor." you explain, sighing and wiping the blood that splattered on your cheeks. "don't worry, i made sure i didn't kill anyone though. just a few bones were broken here and there."

"still—"

"fuck..what just happened...?"

ah, it's the two who were beat up. you watch as the small boy who you saw being chased just minutes ago run towards his friends in worry

"miss ( y/n ), did you really take care of everyone in here?" goh sukjoo taps your shoulder, staring at you in bewilderment.

you nod, "i did have a bat to help me though."

"that's not what i meant.."

"( y/n )-noona.." jaehyung calls out, sounding pained.

"huh? but we're the same age—"

"in the real world, you're a challenger." he throws a thumbs-up your way.

"?" you turn towards ijin in confusion, "what's a challenger?"