Slacker Mercenary's Trash Boss

II

"he should be in class by now." Choi Jung Soo said with a huge grin on his face. He clearly remembered the day when his Uncle brought home a teenager six months ago. Kim Rok Soo had bruises all over his body back then. He's skinny but his body is well built. There were countless scars on his body, marking from his neck down to his hands and feet.

He's a cute little teenager that he couldn't help but tease and fight with like cats and dogs. He loves seeing the huge frown on his face while fighting with him. It was seldom, but Choi Jung Soo liked how Kim Rok Soo smiled over little petty things. He looked like a normal teenager if not for his stoic and cold demeanor. He could've been cute if he smiled more and just been honest for goodness' sake that he loves sweets and fantasy novels.

His handsome face is wasted on him if he were not that cold-blooded bastard who wouldn't bat an eye. His reddish-brown eyes are cool and beautiful, but anyone would shiver if those eyes caught them staring at them – rather glaring at them. He could've been a good bench model if only he didn't have those scars. Kim Rok Soo only wore long sleeves even when it was hot. It's not that he was ashamed of his body, but anyone would be scared if they saw him like that.

"Hey! Jung Soo! There's a cool first-year transferee, all the girls are growing crazy for him."

Choi Jung Soo already predicted that. With that kind of face, hard-to-get demeanor, and cool distance atmosphere, any girl would fall for him - BUT TOO BAD – that bastard does not even know how to masturbate much less want to have a girlfriend.

"Dang! He's in the advanced class too."

That too. Choi Jung Soo couldn't help but feels that sense of pride. Teaching that damn idiot paid off when he saw his grades almost perfecting the entrance exams.

But... advance class?

Choi Jung Soo looked at the crazy bastard spewing nonsense about a transfer student in the Advance class. Transferees are placed in classes B to E but never in Class A.

"haha." Jung Soo laughs, "I'd better make some rice crackers for him..."

That's the most advanced class where all fuckers, con artists, lunatics, bastards and trashes are placed. That class consists of students with attitude problems but tops to perfect all the exams locally and nationally to the point the school turns a blind eye to their deed or when their attacks would destroy the school.

"hah." His head is aching just thinking about it, "he fits demon teacher Eru-chan's class."

Jung Soo never thought that his uncle would come with a teenager in tow. The uncle who left ten years ago to work overseas would come back home with his ward, a fifteen-year-old teenager at that. His grandfather even cried so hard after seeing Choi Han coming back and welcoming the kid the same age as him.

Kim Rok Soo stared at him at that moment. He had a confused look but eventually, he smiled at him.

Let's just hope he doesn't get bullied after looking so wimpy – but he doubts that Kim Rok Soo would let them do as they pleased.

**

"hey! You newbie!"

Kim Rok soo raised his head. The guy who introduced himself as Neo Tolz shamelessly addressed him like he was some sort of pheasant. Well, compared to everyone in the class, who looked like high-class young masters – he looked like the little shit to be stepped on by these kids.

This is the first time I missed Jung Soo-yah.

"you fucking idiot! How many times do I have to call you?" Neo Tolz curses but Kim Rok Soo is very much used to these kinds of greetings so he decided to just ignore him. "YOU!"