May 4th, 2014
Baek moved to a new neighborhood. It was not easy for him to adapt to his new neighborhood, and the kids didn't play with him. "Huh... Everything will be solved just by going to school. Let's not worry."
However, the problem did not go away when he entered the school. On the day he went to his new middle school, his way to school was connected to a remote alley. Perhaps it was the harm caused by the redevelopment area where he moved. "I'll have to beg my mom next time I move my house and tell her I won't come to such a place."
He made eye contact with a group of sheepfish in a remote alley while walking down the alley. A big student waved. "Hey! You, come here." Hyungjin pointed at himself while looking around. "Me?"
"Yes, you punk!" the student was looking at him with a scary face. Baek went to his brother without saying anything, maybe he was scared inside. Based on his school uniform, he seemed to be attending the same Chungsan middle school as Baek. Baek glanced at his name tag. The name tag was clearly marked with the name 'Kim Dae-hyun.'
"Do you have a lighter? " The only one who doesn't bring a lighter here are the ones who gets my fist." Baek shook his head. "I don't have one." Kim punched Baek in the solar plexus. He couldn't even scream and collapsed. "Uuuh..."
"You are weak. What grade are you in, man? What class are you in? Hyungjin thought to himself that he was in big trouble. At that moment, he felt pressured to lie. "I'm in first grade 10th class..." He was actually in 1st class. I chose the class as far as I could not face Kim Dae-hyun. "Okay, man. You're dead today."
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Baek stared at the cook, Park Sung-jae. He bit his cigarette and puffed it out again. "...I thought you looked familiar… I heard about the rumor. Are you that scared of Kim Dae-hyun? I would be scarier to go out and search in the wild if I were him." Park shrugged. "Well, shall I make a bet? I think you tried to kill yourself after being beaten up by a senior at school."
He crumpled his face. He felt a little guilt inside, but he got even angrier when someone he had never seen before made such remarks. Without saying anything, he hit Park's shoulder and passed by.."A moron who ran out to the green camp saying he had been hit is a loser."
Gamamusa looked back at Baek Hyung-jin with no movement in sight. He showed a significant smile. "… Soon you will understand me, Hyung-jin."
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"Hey! Where's that boy!" Kim Dae-hyun came to the class 10 of the first grade. The students gathered, wondering what had happened to them. They even gathered from the next class. They mocked the last remnants of school violence, which is scarce at school.
"What are you looking at? Where's Baek Hyung-jin? Hell!" Kim Dae-hyun ran wild even more, and a student with glasses stood up. Kim looked crumpled at him. "What are you, man?" the student proudly walked to Kim and stared at him. "Who are you to shout in someone else's classroom? Do you want to die?"
Kim Dae-hyun smacked the student on the cheek. The student with the glasses on turned his head again and stared at him. Kim slightly flinched. "Don't mess with me, boy. Just tell me where Baek is." Then, Kim found a scared Baek in the crowd. "...Hey! Baek! You're really...uuk..!"
Kim Dae-hyun tripped over the student wearing glasses. The student tilted Kim Dae-hyun's arm back to block his movement. "You should pay for the glasses if you broke it. Where are you running?" Kim Dae-hyun glared at the student wearing glasses with a puzzled look on his face. "Hey, that guy named Baek Hyung-jin, he borrowed my money and ran away. It's 100,000 won. He borrowed 100,000 won."
The students murmured. 'It's W100,000?' They turned to Baek. He turned red. But the student wearing glasses cut off Kim Dae-hyun. "..You're Kim Dae-hyun, right? The son of the president of the school who lives near Ilsan? Apparently, you're forcing my kids to lend you money and pay me a peep, man?" The students turned to Kim again at the comment. Baek sighed with relief.
"… who are you, dude?" the student with the glasses pressed them. "I'm the class president. My name is Chang Chul-jin. Nice to meet you, asshole."