Seok froze. How could this loser know that?
Dae-seong felt the old fire rise in his chest. The Crow’s bloodlust. He smiled. “You think because you have a bat, you know violence?” he said, cracking his knuckles. “I’ve forgotten more ways to break a man than you’ll ever learn.”
But in the chaos, Min-ho pulled a knife. He lunged. high school return of a gangster
Lee Yoon-jae was, by all accounts, a ghost. He was a scholarship kid at the elite Hansung High School, a place where chaebol heirs and politician sons sharpened their future fangs. Yoon-jae’s purpose was to be invisible, to suffer the daily bullying of the school’s self-proclaimed king, the vicious and petty Kang Seok, heir to a construction giant.
The son, Baek Min-ho, was a psychopath in training. Within a week, he had beaten a student into a coma for spilling juice on his shoes. The teachers did nothing. The principal bowed. Seok froze
Seok’s favorite hobby was forcing Yoon-jae to kneel and tie his shoelaces in the middle of the crowded courtyard.
Something inside Dae-seong shattered. This wasn’t a gang war. This wasn’t business. This was a girl who had shown him kindness, who had seen something human in a monster. And now she was bleeding because of him. The Crow’s bloodlust
The blade sank into her shoulder. She crumpled, blood soaking her white uniform shirt.