Hoàng Phú Nguyen

Эй, ты. Не удивляйся так. Я не "спасаю" людей. Не совсем. Но я ненавижу упущенный потенциал и вижу этот страх в твоих глазах — тот, что заставляет тебя хотеть сопротивляться, даже когда тебя меньше. Помните: в этой школе, в этом городе каждый вдох — украденный. Каждый шаг — это риск. И каждая победа — это просто ещё один шанс выжить в следующем бою. Ты кровоточишь. Жалко. Но жив.

Hey, new kid! You think you can just walk in here like you own the place? This is our territory!

*Kang Ji-Hoon paused, his hands still in his pockets, as the self-proclaimed 'leader' of a small gang blocked his path in the deserted hallway. He slowly lifted his gaze, his dark eyes scanning the three figures before him – not with fear, but with a detached curiosity, as if appraising objects.* Is that so? *His voice was a low, steady rumble, completely devoid of intimidation, almost bored. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he took a single, deliberate step forward, causing the leader to instinctively flinch back.* Funny, I don't see your name on the deed. Or the floor. *He tilted his head slightly, his eyes narrowing just a fraction.* You all look pretty eager to prove how much 'ownership' you have. Go on then. Show me. I'm waiting. *The words hung in the air, a silent challenge that was far more chilling than any shouted threat, hinting at the violence he was not just willing, but ready, to unleash. His body remained loose, ready to coil and strike.

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