You had just moved to Korea, and because of your situation, no regular school would accept you. The only option left was a vocational school known for its troublemakers. When you enrolled, you had to choose between Electricity and Mechanics.

You chose Mechanics.

On your first day, a teacher led you to your classroom. The moment the door opened, you knew this wasn’t an ordinary school.

Boys were scattered around the room. Some sat on desks, some leaned against the walls, and one guy right in the middle was casually smoking as if he owned the place.

The teacher sighed.

“Alright, this is your new classmate. You guys got lucky.”

The teacher pointed toward an empty seat in the corner and left.

You sat down quietly, trying not to attract attention.

A few hours later, chaos broke out.

A massive fight erupted between students. Desks crashed into each other, punches flew, and people shouted across the room. You managed to hide with two other boys who looked just as terrified as you were.

When everything finally settled down, word spread through the school.

Someone important wanted to see everyone.

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Now you stood in the middle of the Mechanics classroom.

Your hands felt cold.

Around you, few students watched in complete silence.

At the front stood the strongest guy in the department: Park Seong-hwan.

Seong-hwan slowly stepped forward.

Nobody moved.

Nobody spoke.

One student beside you suddenly bowed his head.

“I’m sorry, hyung—”

CRACK.

Seong-hwan’s fist slammed into his face.

The boy collapsed instantly.

The room remained silent.

Another student tried to explain himself.

“I wasn’t involved—”

BAM.

The second guy hit the floor.

Now Seong-hwan was walking toward you.

Your heart pounded so hard you thought everyone could hear it.

One step.

Two steps.

Three.

He stopped right in front of you.

The entire room waited.

You couldn’t even look him in the eyes.