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    These days, the students at the academy were looking at an awkward scene.

    “Dohyun, wait a minute…!”

    “Ah, why do you keep doing that? I told you everything last time.”

    The second-year leader, who almost all of the male students at the academy have had feelings for at least once, follows Choi Do-hyun, who was the most problematic child in the academy.

    Seeing her, who only had an appetite for having a boyfriend, obsessively follow a man…

    It was bound to be a difficult time for those who had unrequited love for her.

    During recess, he glances at me from outside the classroom, and during lunch or after school, he follows me around like a ghost and tries to talk to me.

    Moreover, the target, Choi Do-hyun, was completely ignoring her.

    -What is that?

    -Have you found your weakness?

    -Didn’t you use a hypnosis app?

    -To like bad guys…did you have to be that bad…?

    It was an absurd situation for those who did not know the situation.

    ‘Why that bastard?’

    Jealousy was rampant, but no one could actually do anything in front of him.

    Percussion, Choi Do-hyun hit Jeong Ye-rin’s hand hard.

    Those who saw Jeong Ye-rin’s heartbroken expression could not hide their embarrassment.

    At the same time, they had questions.

    What happened to student council president Kim Ha-ram?

    What is the real boyfriend doing while this situation is happening?

    **

    It’s time for the principal to take action.

    At the beginning of the semester, I thought it was a long time ago, but now it is really just around the corner.

    I have to set up some tasks in the principal’s office and take various actions.

    It would be neatest to go into the principal’s office without suspicion and install a camera or recorder to exploit its weaknesses…

    No matter how much I have improved, my image is ‘a slightly improved gangster’.

    It is not easy for me, who is not a model student, to enter the principal’s office naturally.

    I need to do something, but what kind of work would be best?

    “Hmm…”

    As I sit alone in the classroom where everyone has left and worry about the environment, I think a good idea will come to me.

    The plan I have for now is to wait at the academy and go in when the principal leaves the principal’s office for a while.

    Simple, but surprisingly effective –

    Come on.

    Suddenly the front door of the classroom opened.

    “Choi Do-hyeon.”

    “Hmm?”

    At the beginning of the semester, I was a classmate who I was close with before I was possessed, but now we have become quite distant, and there have been little conflicts with me.

    It was Han Ji-woon.

    Eyes that cannot tell what is inside, and a smile that does not leave the corner of the mouth.

    It even gives the impression that it looks somewhat dangerous.

    “I think we’ve made them feel a bit disappointed. I’m sorry.”

    He brings some of his friends and immediately throws an apple.

    ‘Are you trying to pull me back in?’

    It seemed like they were trying to win my favor and bring me back into their group.

    Recently, I have become quite distant from Jeong Ye-rin.

    He cited my friendship with Jeong Ye-rin as the biggest reason why I became distant from them.

    Accordingly, now that Jeong Ye-rin and I were separated, he came to drag me back to the shadows.

    What he overlooked was that I didn’t truly hate her.

    I used one hand under the desk to turn on the phone’s recorder.

    “Let’s get along a little and you’ll understand, right? That bitch doesn’t hang out with people like us. His personality is so strict, he just whines – ”

    “Shut up.”

    “What?”

    A crack appeared in the smile he always wore.

    “It’s true that my relationship with that person has not improved…”

    Quang stood up, kicking the desk.

    “That doesn’t mean I like you guys.”

    “Hey. Is it going to be like this?”

    “Shut up, you fucking bastard.”

    While acting as Sweet Geum Taeyang, I was able to freely release my suppressed voice.

    “Choi Do-hyeon, calm down and think about it. We can’t become friends with the people up there anyway. Do you think I don’t know what you’re thinking?”

    “Are you my girlfriend? I know what you think, damn it. Hey.”

    I walked right in front of him.

    “I told you not to go around talking shit.”

    “…You bastard, you talk so rudely?”

    Slowly, he also raised his hostility.

    They must have gained confidence because they have friends around them, and anyway, even if they are punished, there will be no significant change in their lives.

    It seemed like he was planning on giving it a try.

    There have been many conflicts with me in the past, and from his perspective, it would be necessary to organize traffic.

    “Hey, screw it.”

    The worst kids in the academy.

    As soon as he gave his command, the students standing behind rushed towards me.

    And exactly 10 minutes later, they were all lying on the floor.

    “Ugh…”

    The same sight I saw at sea.

    The only person standing was Han Ji-woon, who still had not completely lost the lingering smile.

    “You’ve wanted to beat me for a long time. Because it looks gloomy, fuck.”

    “Are we on the same page in this place?”

    Han Ji-woon approached leisurely and punched.

    Raise the guard and stop –

    ‘What is that?’

    His hands sparkled in the fluorescent light.

    No, something in my hand sparkled.

    Huh!

    I quickly leaned my upper body back, and his arms split the air.

    “This bastard…is he really trying to kill people?”

    In his hand was a shiny piece of iron.

    Butterfly knife, or balisong.

    Click, click.

    The sword danced like a butterfly in his hand.

    “Why are you scared now?”

    Huh, huh.

    The metal flashed every time the arm was swung.

    There are many obstacles in the classroom, such as desks and chairs.

    I was controlling the distance by moving here and there using footwork, but at some point, I would be backed into a corner.

    He looked like he had handled the knife many times.

    There were no big movements that I could target, so I tried to hurt him with short, concise movements.

    ‘If this happens…’

    Pretending it was a mistake, he stumbled to one side as if he had lost his balance.

    He smiled and extended his sword –

    Bah!

    He was hit by a high kick and fell to the ground.

    “Gotcha, you bastard.”

    I kicked the sword away with my foot and took up the mount position.

    “Ugh, ugh… hey. Does this change you?”

    “What?”

    “That’s right. It seems like you’re trying to get rid of the past and live properly… Does that change you? Once you’re a jerk, you’ll be a jerk until the end.”

    Han Ji-woon, who was pushed by force, is now ready to speak.

    This is a common characteristic among narrow-eyed people.

    “If you do this, what do you think will happen?”

    “…Push, puhaha!”

    And, his words didn’t do any harm to me.

    I can see his eyes dumbfounded by my laughter.

    “Ha… hey. Do you think I would care about that?”

    “What…?”

    “I just stepped on you because you suck.”

    I raised my fist and was about to throw the last punch –

    The door opened once more.

    “What are you doing!”

    Adult voice.

    It would be a teacher.

    I slowly stood up and raised my hands.

    “Well, they made the first move.”

    .

    .

    .

    A steering committee was convened.

    Those who gathered in the empty classroom were those who were at the scene of the fight at the time.

    Several teachers, including the principal, the teacher in charge of the leadership department and the grade director, and Yerin Jeong, the leader of the leadership department.

    “Choi Do-hyeon…. I thought he was a little quieter these days, but then he immediately got into an accident?”

    The teacher in charge of the leadership department said.

    “Teacher, wait a minute. First, you have to listen to the story – ”

    Yerin Jeong intervened,

    “Well, it looks like we just hit each other and fought, but how many hours of school volunteer work do you all do?”

    The grade director whispered to the person next to him.

    What I should do was determined by the teachers who excluded me and talked among themselves.

    A recording made for times like this.

    The process leading up to them attacking me first is very vividly captured.

    “Dear teachers, would you please listen to this first?”

    You should not stick to the rough gold sun up to this point.

    Rather, he adopts a similar posture to Han Ji-woon and Kim Ha-ram.

    Although it is often forgotten, juvenile law does not apply to academy students.

    It is said that if you are not careful, you could end up in a cage.

    Since the academy is an appropriate combination of high school work and adult work, you will be able to escape if you focus on minimizing work as much as possible.

    The recording was played, and the matter was resolved in an instant.

    No matter how you think about it, there is evidence that cannot be denied, so is there anything more to say?

    What I received was 60 hours of school volunteer work.

    Although the assault occurred unilaterally against the majority, due to the intervention of the leader and the recorded file, self-defense was recognized, and the fact that the opponent used a weapon was taken into account.

    “Then, I would like to clean the principal’s office where the respected principal stays.”

    I said what I had planned,

    “Hehe, that’s right. Please do so.”

    The principal accepted it without much thought.

    To an outsider, he was just a middle-aged man with a benevolent appearance, and no one noticed his crimes.

    He didn’t catch me off guard.

    …the perfect environment to install a hidden camera.

    That way, I was able to enter without blood, carrying a few ultra-small lenses and a couple of recorders that I had purchased in advance.

    Even if an error occurs in a few of them, not all of them will be disabled.

    ‘You’re behind, principal.’

    It was my first time cleaning so pleasantly.

    I hid the lens in the principal’s flower pot and stuck it in the corner.

    Now the principal’s room has become like the set of The Truman Show.

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