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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟎𝟏𝟏

𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐍 𝐄𝐏. 𝟐𝟒 𝐎𝐅 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎 ★

The Yoosun student slowly regained consciousness, his eyelids fluttering open as he fought against the heaviness that weighed upon them. With a deep sigh, he attempted to sit up, but a searing pain shot through his head, spreading like wildfire throughout his entire face. Every muscle in his body ached, as if he had been through a brutal physical ordeal.

"Argh..." he groaned, his voice hoarse and strained, as he pushed himself up from his uncomfortable nest within the garbage container. The stench of rotting food and discarded waste assaulted his nostrils, intensifying the unpleasantness of the situation. His eyes surveyed his surroundings, and there, standing with his back turned, was the Eujang student responsible for his predicament—Gray Yeon.

"You Eujang fucker..." he muttered through gritted teeth, a surge of anger coursing through his veins. His grip tightened around a wooden plank he had discovered within the trash can, his knuckles turning white as his fury mounted. "I'm going to make him pay for this."

Fighting through the throbbing pain in his head, he stumbled out of the garbage container, his hand pressed against his temple. "Damn it... my head!" he exclaimed, the frustration evident in his voice. Determination burned within him as he made his way toward Gray Yeon, his steps filled with an unwavering purpose. Everything around him seemed to blur, his vision clouded by a reddish haze, as if the world had faded into the background and all he could see was his burning desire for revenge.

But before he could act on his impulse, a sudden force crashed into him from the side, knocking him off balance. A grunt escaped his lips as he looked down, only to find a seemingly puny boy with brown eyes and glasses latched onto him, his arms wrapped around his midsection. The boy was clad in the unmistakable Eujang uniform.

"What the hell is this?" he growled, his frustration mixing with disbelief. He raised his elbow, aiming to strike the boy on his back and force him to release his grip. "Get off me!"

Just as he was about to deliver the blow, a commanding voice reverberated through the air, freezing him in his tracks. He lifted his gaze, meeting the piercing, animalistic stares of Ben Park and F/N L/N, both of whom stood before him, radiating an air of authority.

"We're done here," Ben chuckled dryly, his voice tinged with a hint of amusement. "Quit acting like a fool and get out of here."

F/N stepped forward, his eyes burning with a mix of determination and warning. "Unless," he interjected, his voice laced with an undeniable intensity, "you want more."

Confusion and desperation crept into the Yoosun student's mind as he took in his barren surroundings. There was no sign of his fellow Yoosun students—Jimmy Bae, Yoosun itself—leaving him with a sinking feeling.

The realization hit him like a ton of bricks: they had lost. The implications of their defeat washed over him, leaving him momentarily stunned and disoriented amidst the chaos of his own emotions.

We—WE LOST?!

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"Hey Gray," Ben cackled mischievously, a devilish glint in his eyes. "Catch!"

He swiftly tossed Gray's book bag towards him, and the boy effortlessly caught it, his fingers tightening around the strap. As he gazed down at the bag, a myriad of emotions flickered across his face, mixing together in a complex tapestry of thoughts and feelings.

Smirking, Ben wrapped an arm around Eugene, the corner of his mouth curling up in amusement. "Anyway," he began, his tone teasing, "where the hell did you come from? Are you his guardian angel or something?" He couldn't help but let out another chuckle, reveling in his own wit.