Lookism (Gun Park And Goo Kim's Moments)

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Kim Joongoo's Point of View

"Ten billion won, whoever guesses correctly, gets the ten billion," he declared, initiating a bet while clutching our cards, challenging me to partake. "You're not changing your mind now, are you, Joongoo?"

"Of course not. So I just have to guess which one of the four major crews is going to win the fight, right?" I inquired, grinning as I carelessly dropped my chips on the table, shielding my eyes with shades. "You're such a bastard. You clearly know how tough things are for those four kids. Yet, you want to bet on their fight?"

"You're enjoying this as much as I am," he said, grinning freely as he took his card.

"Whatever, the bet starts now," I asserted, dropping my card on the table, revealing my flush cards and an ace of hearts.

"Whoever guesses correctly gets ten billion won from the loser," he declared, dropping his full house on the table.

"Too bad Eli isn't part of this. The game would've been more interesting if he was," I remarked, taking some chips and dropping them on the table, now curious about the person he'll bet on. "So, who are you betting on?"

"Jake Kim, Gapryong's son. Just the fact that he's Gapryong's son," he said with a smug smile. "Give him a leg up. How about you?"

"Isn't it obvious? I bet Olly Wang," I smugly replied. We both looked like idiots right now as we faced each other's smugness. "That guy doesn't feel any pain."

"Alright, let the game begin," he said, shuffling the cards and starting another set of the game. After a couple of wins, he began organizing his chips. Then he mentioned, "I just realized... Neither of us bet on Johan Seong."

"There's no way he'd win. He's too weak," I told him as I stared at my cards. Why do I keep losing when I have such a good hand? It's not like Gun can see my cards. As he took his cigarette, I continued, "Johan will be the first one to go down."

"But we both know... He's going to be the strongest next three years," Gun told me as he lit it up and took a drag. I'd been observing the time by now. It's time. It's time for me to claim the 10 billion, hehe. I stood up from my seat as Gun looked at me.

"The fight's probably over now," I told him as he looked at me while fixing his cards.

"You leaving?" he asked, and I knew he already knew the answer and started to threaten. "Go see who won. I swear if you lie to me again like last time..."

"Jeez, don't worry. I'll send you a picture. I'm a gentleman when it comes to betting," I smugly assured him as I walked towards the closet, taking my pants. I remembered someone. If there's Jake, then why not call Samuel from Gangnam? I looked back at him and asked, "Hey, but why didn't you call Samuel Seo? Didn't you say you wanted him for something?" Recalling the day we were both in the KTV, where we knocked the local crews out and disbanded them.

"Samuel's an idiot. He's a lost cause. There's no point in letting him join the fight," he said, grinning as I agreed with it, putting my pants on. "Even if I did, he wouldn't last five minutes against Olly."

"Alright, but we'll see who's gonna have the 10 billion," I chuckled as I walked away, heading towards the location Gun mentioned. As I approached the site of the fight, the atmosphere felt distinct.

"Are they done fighting now?" I inquired, adjusting my glasses in the dim surroundings, recalling our earlier arrangement. "I'd better send Gun the picture of the winner."

Walking deeper, the atmosphere grew spookier. "This place is spooky," I commented, my eyes drawn to cut cables. With confusion, I asked, "Who cut the cables?"