Lunch time came around again, and everyone was tense from the combat lessens. Groans are heard from around the room, sore muscles are not absent. The guys move around stiffly as they collect their food from the kitchen.
The soreness had just added and added to Hyonjuns uncomfortableness. Everyones cheerfulness was not helping, he never wanted to be here. He had argued with his father about having to join, as it was something not needed in his future. But his father would not listen to him and told him that he had to join to Hwarang because he wasn't bringing enough honor to their household. Life wasn't easy for Hyonjun, so when a lower person joins the same rank all because of some talent, Hyonjun felt enraged.
On a day that they could visit the capital markets, Hyonjun took a little detour. He went to a person he knows to ask them to do a job for him. He wants to know where to hit Youngmin the worst.
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Hwarang
Historical FictionYoungmin makes it into the Hwarang. It's always been his dream to serve the royal family. He lives in the Silla kingdom in 500 AD. He makes friends with the other members in his room, all except Hyonjun. When Hyonjun gives the low blow, hell break...
