The sun had barely risen, yet the tension inside Daehan High School was already thick. Something unseen brewed beneath the surface.
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Morning – School Grounds
Park Minjae walked through the main gates like he owned them.
Dressed in a sharp black jacket and carrying an aura of silent danger, he didn't speak unless necessary. Whispers followed him—Choi Mirae's enforcer, a student whose fists had once broken a senior's ribcage in three hits.
He stopped outside Class 1-B, eyes scanning for a name.
> "Jang Hamin…"
A cold smile formed on his lips.
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Later – Cafeteria
Hamin sat in his usual corner, sipping water. Across the room, Park Minjae took a seat—right in front of him.
> "You beat up Jisoo," Minjae said casually. "I respect that."
Hamin didn't answer.
> "But… you stepped into something bigger than you understand."
Hamin met his eyes, emotionless.
> "That's what everyone says before they fall."
The smile dropped from Minjae's face. Their gazes locked—a silent war brewing.
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Evening – Underground Forum, Seoul
That night, Hamin sat in a dim-lit internet café. Hidden from public networks, he accessed a backdoor hacker's forum known for supernatural talk.
He typed:
> "Uncontrolled blue eye state. Surge of strength. Memory loss after activation. Anyone know what this is?"
Silence.
Then—
A single reply appeared.
> "You're not the first. Be careful. If they notice, they'll come for you."
Attached was a pixelated image of a boy… with glowing blue eyes. His body looked burned. His name was blacked out.
Hamin's eyes narrowed.
> "I'm not alone."
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Final Scene – Rooftop
As night fell, Hamin stood on the rooftop again, eyes closed.
He tried to remember what happened during the fight—but it was a blank. No matter how hard he focused, the memory refused to surface.
Until—
A flash.
Blood.
His own hand crushing something.
The sound of bone snapping.
And laughter.
His own… but not quite.
His hand trembled slightly.
> "What am I becoming…?"
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