𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞

Episode 9

In the evening, within the confines of their college dorm, a palpable tension hung in the air. Phuwin was still gripped by fear and anxiety over what Joong might do in response to dunk's confrontation earlier in the day. he paced the room, his worry etched across his face.

Dunk, determined to soothe his brother's concerns, approached Phuwin and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. "Phu, I know you're worried, but I'll talk to Joong and ask for forgiveness, even if it hurts my pride. We've worked so hard to get into this elite college, and I won't let someone ruin our chances."

Phuwin's anxious eyes met dunk's, and a glimmer of hope shone through his worry. "I appreciate that, dunk, but just promise me you'll be careful. We don't know what Joong is capable of, and I can't bear the thought of anything happening to you."

Dunk nodded, his determination unwavering. "I'll be careful, Phu. We'll figure this out together, and I won't let anyone jeopardize our dreams."

The two brothers shared a moment of mutual support, their bond stronger than ever as they faced the challenges that the elite college had brought into their lives. Dunk's willingness to mend the situation, despite the threat it posed to her pride, was a testament to the importance of their shared dreams and their unwavering determination to succeed in the face of adversity.
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The next day in college, dunk arrived at her locker with a sense of unease, and his heart sank when he opened it. His worst fears were confirmed as he found his meticulously prepared notes torn to shreds and his assignments cruelly cut into pieces. Tears welled up in his eyes as he surveyed the devastation.

Amid the remnants of his hard work, a chilling note caught his attention. It read, "It's just the beginning."

At the end of the hallway, Joong stood with a smug smirk on his face, watching dunk's despair from a distance. His act of sabotage had taken its toll, and he reveled in the emotional turmoil he had inflicted upon him. A sinister sense of satisfaction coursed through him, as he had fulfilled his promise to teach dunk a lesson he wouldn't soon forget..
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As dunk left her class, his eyes were still red from the earlier scolding he had received for not being able to submit his assignment. The weight of her academic responsibilities hung heavily on her shoulders. he made her way down the hallway, his steps echoing in the silence, feeling isolated and defeated.

Suddenly, without warning, a bucket filled with dirty water rained down on her from above. Dunk's world turned into a chaotic deluge of muddy water, soaking him from head to toe. Laughter erupted all around him as his fellow students reveled in the humiliating spectacle. Dunk, now soaked and trembling, could do nothing but stand there, tears mixing with the muddy water on his cheeks.

In the midst of the laughter, a distinctive clicking sound reverberated in the hallway. Joong, the orchestrator of this cruel prank, strutted into view. He glanced at dunk with a smug, mocking expression and taunted, "Where's your little attitude now, huh?"

With a cruel chuckle, he continued, "It's just starting, little one. I promise you, I'll show you far worse. This is just the beginning, and you'll learn not to mess with me."

Dunk, humiliated and drenched, felt his heart pounding with anger and humiliation, vowing silently to herself that he would not let Joong's torment break him. The battle between the two strong-willed individuals had taken a dark turn, and dunk was determined to emerge victorious.