"I think you made a mistake."
As Sang-woo approached, Geon-woo stepped out from behind the podium meeting him half-way. "Will everyone excuse us? It seems this student and I need to have a word in private."
Min-joo stalled, trying to protect Geon-woo. "Professor Han, don't you think it's a good idea to keep a witness in the room so this student doesn't try anything stupid? This guy looks like some spoiled brat about to throw a temper tantrum."
Sang-woo raised a brow at Min-joo as the other students nodded while they gathered their things. "You were a late add. I wonder how you made it into the class? I believe I was a spot just ahead you." Min-joo looked at him. It was clear he had connections that allowed him to gain access to the database. He was far more than just handsome; his character was subdued and dark. His black hair was buzzed on the sides in a typical military mohawk fade, but longer at top pushing past the boundaries of the standard length regulations. Min-joo figured he probably got away with that, as well. He had a perfectly constructed oval face, succulent lips and a high ridged nose. His looks were just manly enough for him not to be considered a woman. His skin was commercial and pure, but just tan enough to pass for working under the sun out in the training fields. It seemed Sang-woo didn't just get his way by having special confrères, his looks and charm surely allowed him to reel prey in, too. Min-joo found herself almost struck by him as he peered into her eyes. He had a powerful presence that loomed over her. They had a deep old soul appearance, like they'd seen too much in the world and it was lost.
Geon-woo stood only a few inches away from Sang-woo. He was much taller than he was, but Sang-woo was lanky; borderline malnourished. Too thin to be considered a threat or even militant. "As a spoiled brat, I think I can hold my own." He finished as Joon-hwi would, "If someone's been tampering with the database, both of you will be removed from my class."
Min-joo bit her lip as she hugged her textbook and notebook against her chest. She turned, following the other students out of the classroom. Min-joo turned back making sure once more. Geon-woo gave her a nod that he'd be okay without her.
When Min-joo stepped out of the classroom, she let the other students head down the hall, before stopping and turning back to approach her boss. She waited until the halls were empty once again before they spoke.
"What's going on with Park Sang-woo? Geon-woo's in there with him."
"Joon-hwi alerted us about him. He has a pretty seedy background and put on his student profile he's retiring from his position as a non-commissioned officer."
"He knows Joon-hwi?"
"Not personally, I don't think. But he may know of him. We'll have to see."
"Someone sent him, then?" Min-joo couldn't stop herself from worrying about Geon-woo being left alone with a man that gave her chills. There was something creepily seductive, even psychopathic in his mannerisms that made her skin crawl. "I think you should—"
Moo-won's cell chimed interrupting Min-joo's thought. He took it out of his pocket, reading Deok-hoo's text. "Well...I think we got our answer." Min-joo leaned over reading the screen from Moo-won's hand. She whispered nervously, "Sang-woo was a child kidnapped and found after he escaped a warehouse?" Min-joo put the pieces together at lighting speed, "Wait...does Sang-woo think Joon-hwi is Geon-woo?"
Moo-won looked up from the message, surprised to learn that Min-joo knew about Geon-woo being in a warehouse. "I didn't know that--How much has Geon-woo shared with you about the warehouse?"
"Just that he was in there with Tae-hee. That's how he met Tae-hee." Min-joo looked up from the cell phone screen asking in desperation, "What else should I know about, Boss?"
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Law School Crossover Hidden Identity FanFiction Series
FanfictionAfter working as a prosecutor for a year, Han Joon Hwi entered his two-year mandatory military service as part of Republic of Korea's Marine Corp's new special Spartan 3000 unit. It required him to cut contact from everyone-even the woman he loves...