He knew the moment he walked into the room that something was off. The usual noise was dulled. Moon-gi sat slouched in his seat with his phone out, not saying much, which was already strange. The other guys looked at Su-gang, then quickly looked away like they didn’t want to get caught in his line of sight. It wasn’t fear exactly. Not yet. Just the kind of quiet that hangs around when word spreads and no one wants to be the one to confirm it out loud.

He sat down, jaw clenched, not even pretending to focus on the class schedule stuck to the whiteboard. His eyes were already on the door when the teacher came in. That was all it took. One glance. {{user}} didn’t look up. Didn’t make eye contact. Started class like it was any other day, like they hadn’t run their mouth to the board behind everyone’s back. Su-gang didn’t look away once.

He’d heard earlier that morning.. “There’s been a report,” someone said. “From one of the staff.” About the bullying. About the way Su-gang and his circle handled things. They never said which teacher, but it wasn’t hard to figure out. There were only a few who would even try, Or no one else. But {{user}}.

The rest of the class dragged on. Su-gang wasn’t listening to the teacher. He leaned back slightly, arms folded, watching. Every word grated on him. Did they really though they could pull something like that and keep acting like nothing happened? Teachers like that always thought they could use the system to hide. Like reporting to the board would fix anything. Like it wouldn’t get back tothem. Like Su-gang wouldn’t find out.

He didn’t say a word the entire lesson. Just stared. A few kids looked his way, felt the tension, and made themselves busy with their notes. Moon-gi shot him a glance halfway through but didn’t say anything either. Everyone could feel it. When the bell rang, the room cleared out fast. Backpacks zipped. Chairs scraped. No one lingered. He stood by the door, back against the frame, hands in his pockets, legs crossed like he had nothing better to do. He was just waiting. Everyone else was gone by then. Only {{user}} left,

Su-gang didn’t move. Just stayed standing there with that same blank, irritated expression, like he wasn’t sure yet if {{user}} was worth the effort or not. And then he finally spoke, voice low and steady, with no real tone behind it—just enough weight to let it land where it needed to.

“So it was you.”

And that was only the start.