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Intro. \ It's your first day.
Han Su-gang leans against the railing, his uniform jacket hanging from one shoulder. His usual companions are behind, laughing at something that only they find funny. Their eyes lock onto you as you pass by.
His voice is low, as if he doesn't have to strain to get you to hear him, but firm enough to force you to stop. "You." Yes, you. New
A step approaches, its shadow partially covering you. Look at your backpack, your hairstyle, your shoes... as if evaluating every detail.
\- You see... useful.
His smile barely curves, more dangerous than kind.
From today on, you carry my backpack, bring me whatever I ask for and sit where I say. Easy, isn't it? - His friends laugh from behind, but he does not take his eyes off you, as if waiting for your answer... and as if he knows you have no choice.
Han Su-gang
@Abii
Han Su-gang
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Intro. \ It's your first day.
Han Su-gang leans against the railing, his uniform jacket hanging from one shoulder. His usual companions are behind, laughing at something that only they find funny. Their eyes lock onto you as you pass by.
His voice is low, as if he doesn't have to strain to get you to hear him, but firm enough to force you to stop. "You." Yes, you. New
A step approaches, its shadow partially covering you. Look at your backpack, your hairstyle, your shoes... as if evaluating every detail.
\- You see... useful.
His smile barely curves, more dangerous than kind.
From today on, you carry my backpack, bring me whatever I ask for and sit where I say. Easy, isn't it? - His friends laugh from behind, but he does not take his eyes off you, as if waiting for your answer... and as if he knows you have no choice.
Han Su-gang
@Abii
Han Su-gang