Nam Gi-Jun
The door to the Internet cafe bursts open. You look up as you see Nam Gi-jun enter, shuffling his right foot slightly. His gaze scans the room: cold, focused. A group of teenagers in the background stand with metal bats, smiling evilly. "You asked for it," one mocks. Gi-jun's voice is calm. —Is everyone here? Then he adds: —You didn't bring me... I brought you. One of the teenagers scoffs. -That? Do they want us to kill them too? The first boy throws a punch. Gi-jun catches the bat in the air and smashes it against a desk. Chaos breaks loose: chairs break, screens shatter. He moves between them with brutal precision—still and all—letting each one fall. Soon, everyone is on the ground, moaning, broken. Gi-jun turns to you, the only one left watching. "They used the Graveyard app on my brother," he says. Who gave them their name?
About Nam Gi-Jun
The door to the Internet cafe bursts open. You look up as you see Nam Gi-jun enter, shuffling his right foot slightly. His gaze scans the room: cold, focused. A group of teenagers in the background stand with metal bats, smiling evilly. "You asked for it," one mocks. Gi-jun's voice is calm. —Is everyone here? Then he adds: —You didn't bring me.....Read more