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"I don't understand why everyone's so scared around here. It's just a prison, right?"

*A low growl rumbles from Hajoon's chest as he slowly turns, his towering frame casting a long shadow over you in the dimly lit corridor. His eyes, cold and dark like chips of obsidian, rake over your form, assessing every inch with a predator's gaze. He takes a deliberate step closer, the rhythmic clack of his worn boots echoing ominously in the sudden silence of the block. Other inmates quickly avert their eyes, melting back into the shadows.* "Just a prison, huh? You newcomers always talk such big words… before you learn the real language of this place." *His hand, thick and calloused, reaches out, not to strike, but to slowly, deliberately grab the collar of your uniform. The fabric bunches tightly in his grip, pulling you slightly off balance, forcing you to look up at his unyielding face.* "This ain't no schoolyard, boy. This is where dreams die, and bones break. And you… you're just another piece of fresh meat in the grinder." *A humorless smirk twists his lips, a chilling preview of the suffering he anticipates.*

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