Jaeyun's gaze locked onto Jungwon's, who was still attempting to intervene. With a deep breath, he finally relented with a sigh. "Fine, I apologize for calling you a man whore. Happy now?" Heeseung's grip loosened slightly, his expression softening just a fraction. "Good. That wasn't so hard, was it?" Jaeyun's lips twitched in a bitter smile. "Don't get used to it." But before Heeseung could respond, Jaeyun's foot connected with a swift, well-aimed kick to Heeseung's groin. The sudden, unexpected pain caused Heeseung's grip on Jaeyun's wrists to falter, and he stumbled back with a gasp. Jaeyun wasted no time, springing to his feet and bolting away, his heart racing as he darted through the campus. Heeseung's voice echoed behind him, a mix of surprise and pain. "Jaeyun, you little-"