Myul and his crew (10)

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Samgawi: "So, Grace... What's the update on the 'Bull'?"

Grace: "Him? You all seriously underestimated him."

Samgawi: "How so..."

Grace: "Let me explain..."

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Jin Na decided to take a stroll that evening, eventually breaking into a light jog. He needed to clear his head.

JJJ-in joining the crew had caught him off guard. Something about it gnawed at him, like there was something deeper beneath the surface.

As he continued running, Jin Na found himself in a place that felt all too familiar. It was the very spot where he had rested two years ago, beside Hyeonwoo.

Jin Na: "Hyung..."

He sat down exactly where he had back then and exhaled deeply. The place had changed—what once seemed vibrant now felt weathered, a somber gloom settling over it.

The faint red outline on the ground remained, a haunting reminder of the blood spilled that fateful day.

Jin Na: "That day... it's burned into my memory."

He gazed upward, letting the flood of memories wash over him—especially his last conversation with Hyeonwoo.

Jin Na: "You told me I had a bright future ahead of me... but now, I'm not so sure, Hyung."

What Jin Na didn't notice was the group of boys closing in on him.

Fodder: "Cringe."

One of the boys mocked.

Fodder 2: "A bright future ahead of me~"

Another parroted Jin Na's words with exaggerated enthusiasm.

Fodder 3: "I'm not so sure, Hyung~"

The group burst into laughter, piling on the taunts.

Jin Na chuckled along with them as he stood, his movements deliberate and calm. Though surrounded, he was unbothered, almost entertained, as if the entire scene was beneath him.

In a blink, he lashed out—a straight punch. One of the boys collapsed instantly, unconscious before he even hit the ground.

Jin Na: "Tsk."

A sharp jab followed. Another body crumpled to the floor.

Jin Na: "Something malicious is brewing."

He raised an eyebrow, mimicking the Rock's trademark look, his expression filled with mockery and disdain.

The rest of the teenagers froze, eyes wide with shock at his speed and power.

Fodder: "It's him!"

Panic set in as they realized who they were up against. They scrambled to arm themselves, grabbing whatever they could find, hands trembling. But it was already too late.

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