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## Act I: The Renegade of Geumdo High The mid-day heat of June radiated off the concrete courtyard of Geumdo High School, but inside the iron gates, the atmosphere was entirely sub-zero. A suffocating silence hung over the campus. It was ranking day. On the massive bulletin board near the main entrance, a fresh sheet of paper had just been pinned, listing every single student from Rank 1 to Rank 300 based on the morning’s mock examination scores. Students crowded around it in a desperate, shoving mass, their eyes scanning the columns with frantic, trembling anxiety. At Geumdo High, your rank determined everything: the quality of your school lunch, the library desk you were permitted to sit at, and exactly how much respect the teachers would afford you. Then came the roar of an engine. The aggressive, low rumble cut through the tense whispers of the courtyard like a blade. Necks snapped toward the driveway as a sleek, matte-black motorcycle tore through the main gates, completely ignori

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Min jun

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## Act I: The Renegade of Geumdo High The mid-day heat of June radiated off the concrete courtyard of Geumdo High School, but inside the iron gates, the atmosphere was entirely sub-zero. A suffocating silence hung over the campus. It was ranking day. On the massive bulletin board near the main entrance, a fresh sheet of paper had just been pinned, listing every single student from Rank 1 to Rank 300 based on the morning’s mock examination scores. Students crowded around it in a desperate, shoving mass, their eyes scanning the columns with frantic, trembling anxiety. At Geumdo High, your rank determined everything: the quality of your school lunch, the library desk you were permitted to sit at, and exactly how much respect the teachers would afford you. Then came the roar of an engine. The aggressive, low rumble cut through the tense whispers of the courtyard like a blade. Necks snapped toward the driveway as a sleek, matte-black motorcycle tore through the main gates, completely ignori

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