Chapter 3: Why Am I Even Here...

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"I...will become strong!!!"

The moment I arrived at West Gangbuk High, rather than a fight, what I saw was a passionate announcement by Suhyeon's browless acquiantance.

He stood tall holding a piece of wood while a buffer guy, probably from East Gangbuk High, knelt down the ground with a palm to the side of his face.

Witnessing that is enough for me to understand what just happened. Hyeondong Lee used a wood to hit whoever the fuck that fatass is.

"I may be weak...and not have a lot going for myself!!!"

I admire his self-awareness, something not every individual has going on for themselves.

But if he's having the moment of his life right now, what am I supposed to do here in a corner where I'm still left unnoticed?

"I know I'm nowhere near the level of the rest of my crew...but I will become strong and catch up to them! Even so, I know I won't be able to become the strongest!"

Standing on a nearby wall, I leaned my back on it with my arms crossed where I am still not noticable. I let the guy enjoy basking in the spotlight rather than show up to ruin his development all of a sudden.

"I don't even think I'll be able to become extraordinarily strong or anything like that!" He continued, not looking tired of yelling a lot. "I just...don't want to be a burden to Suhyeon!!!"

To Suhyeon, huh.

He really admire and respect my brother too much. However, that's the least he could do after pushing him to uniting Gangbuk. I recall the times I've seen Suhyeon shedding tears because of all that crap about Gangbuk unification.

If I had it my way, I would've beaten the shit out of this first year student. Yet, Suhyeon himself told me not to try, since he's now determined to unify Gangbuk, and for whatever reason it may be, I don't have a clue.

It was unexpected, but people are fickle. I shouldn't be surprised that he's been easily influenced by the idea of uniting Gangbuk.

"That's right." As Hyeondong threw away his school blazer, he used the blood on his finger tips to paint a line above his eyes.

A bloody eyebrow.

"I am Hyeondong "Eyebrows" Lee."

Hold on, why am I even listening to all this? What am I even standing around here? Looks like he can handle them anyway, which clearly means I am no longer needed. But...

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