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𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐍 𝐄𝐏. 𝟑𝟗 𝐎𝐅 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎 ★

The hallways of Hyeongshin High School fell into an eerie silence as Forrest Lee, the reigning NO. 1 of the school, made his way through the throng of students. Heads turned, gazes averted, and whispers hushed as the student body instinctively cleared a path for him. A group of his loyal lackeys trailed closely behind him, their presence serving as a visual testament to his power and influence.

Forrest strode purposefully, his destination set on the student council room. The students observed him with lowered eyes, a combination of unease and trepidation in their glances. As he reached the door, it swung open soundlessly, granting him access to the room. The heavy door clicked shut, sealing off the outside world and leaving Forrest alone with his thoughts.

Inside, the room exuded an aura of authority. A plush couch occupied one corner, where the formidable figure of Donald Na awaited, twirling a ring around his pinkie finger with a sense of calculated arrogance. His piercing gaze bore into Forrest, assessing him with a mix of curiosity and a twisted satisfaction.

A wicked grin stretched across Donald's face as he broke the silence. "Things are going just fine! I got myself worried for nothing," he declared, his voice laced with a vindictive edge. The twinkle in his eyes hinted at a hidden agenda, a sinister pleasure derived from the machinations set in motion. "So, have you adapted a little, now, Forrest Lee?"

Forrest maintained a calm demeanor, his voice unwavering as he locked eyes with Donald. "Did you really think I would undertake such a task without meticulous preparation?" he retorted, his words laced with a touch of dry amusement. "My position has been solidified for a long time now." Thoughts of the former No. 1 of Hyeongshin High, Myles Joo, flitted across his mind, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of superiority. "All Myles Joo ever did was serve as a figurehead. In truth, I have been the one silently managing and maintaining Hyeongshin all along."

Donald Na's smirk widened, a self-satisfied glint in his eyes. "That fucker Myles Joo isn't really chill enough to let go of a grudge. So, I thought he might've acted delusional again and made a big scene. Ha!"

Forrest maintained his composure, his response delivered with a cool and collected demeanor. "There's not much an excommunicated fucker can do to make a big scene, really."

Leaning forward, Donald Na emitted a small chuckle, his amusement tinged with a hint of admiration.

"Still, that fucker was competent, if nothing else," he mused silently, the corners of his lips twitching. Suppressing the urge to lick his lips, he continued his train of thought. "And this guy, Forrest Lee, he just lacks any sort of presence. Well, I suppose that makes him perfect to keep under my command, even if he won't ever be close enough to... him."

Interrupting Donald's thoughts, Forrest spoke up, redirecting their conversation. "Oh, by the way, is that shit about Jimmy Bae true? How he apparently went in to crush Eujang but ended up getting embarrassed?"

A snicker escaped Donald's lips, his amusement evident. "Yes, that adorable little fucker. Haha!"

Forrest pressed on, his voice laced with a mix of disbelief and criticism. "I mean, how did that idiot not learn anything from all the shit Myles Joo went through? I'm telling you, Jimmy Bae is all ego without the ability to learn..."

Donald's expression darkened, his eyes growing cold and calculating. "I've been quiet ever since the Myles Joo incident, haven't I?" he muttered, his tone filled with a steely determination. "Looks like it's time to sharpen things up once more."

Forrest swallowed nervously, his voice trembling slightly. "Y-yeah..."

Deep in his thoughts, Forrest couldn't help but admit to himself that even with his own courage, there was a tinge of fear bubbling within him. The mere act of conversing with Donald Na made him feel slightly on edge, although he tried his best to maintain an outward façade of nonchalance.