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SWEARING OFF FIGHTING GOT HER NOWHERE... The moonlight barely reached the dark alley where y/n was backed against the cold brick wall. Her breath came in sharp, shallow gasps, every instinct telling her to run, but the five figures blocking her way made that impossible. They weren't just any boys—they were Jae-chul and his gang, the same bastards who had made her life a living hell for over a year. She had taken their shit in silence, swallowing every insult, ignoring every shove and every threat. But tonight, something in her had snapped.
And they had no idea what was coming.
Jae-chul stepped forward, his trademark cocky smirk plastered across his face. "You really thought you could just walk home alone? After what you did?"
Y/n narrowed her eyes, her voice steady but ice-cold. "What the hell are you even talking about?"
"Don't play dumb with me, bitch," Jae-chul sneered. "You trashed my car. Don't tell me you forgot already."
"I don't even know where you park your shitty car," she shot back, venom in her tone.
One of the goons, Hyun-woo, barked out a laugh. "Listen to her, acting tough now. Just one fight her boyfriend fought for her, and suddenly she thinks she's got balls."
"Maybe she needs a reminder of her place," Sung-min added, cracking his knuckles as he stepped closer. "After all, I don't see him anywhere... Do you?"
She scanned their faces—Jae-chul, Hyun-woo, Sung-min, Min-jae, and Dong-hyun—memorizing every twisted grin and smug expression. They had always been like this: cocky, overconfident, feeding off her silence. But tonight was different.
Tonight, she wasn't staying silent. Because as much as it pained her to admit, this was real life... it was war. The one she'd been trained for.
Jae-chul leaned in, his voice low and taunting. "You should've just stayed home. Now we're gonna teach you a lesson you won't forget."
She laughed—a dark, hollow sound that caught them off guard. "Oh, you're gonna teach me a lesson? That's fucking rich."
Before they could react, her fist shot out, smashing into Jae-chul's nose with a sickening crunch. Blood spurted instantly as he stumbled back, clutching his face and screaming in pain. The smirk vanished from the others' faces, replaced by shock.
"You crazy bitch!" Hyun-woo lunged at her, but she was ready. She sidestepped him with ease, grabbing his arm and twisting it behind his back. The sound of his shoulder popping out of its socket echoed in the alley. He howled in pain, but she wasn't done. She drove her elbow into his ribs, sending him crumpling to the ground.
