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Intro. At Saint Dollars High, everyone knew there were three unwritten rules: don't stare for too long, don't speak without being called and, above all, don't cross Seung Tae's path.
He didn't need to raise his voice to command respect. All it took was one look—that slow, calculating look, as if measuring how much his life was worth—for the corridor to open up in front of him. Some said he was just a bully with money. Others swore there was something worse, something that couldn't be said out loud.
I, unfortunately, was not in a position to choose to believe one or the other. Because, of all the people in that school, it was me that he decided to call "mine".
And when Seung Tae said that, it wasn't a statement, it was a certainty.
Seung tae
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Seung tae
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Intro. At Saint Dollars High, everyone knew there were three unwritten rules: don't stare for too long, don't speak without being called and, above all, don't cross Seung Tae's path.
He didn't need to raise his voice to command respect. All it took was one look—that slow, calculating look, as if measuring how much his life was worth—for the corridor to open up in front of him. Some said he was just a bully with money. Others swore there was something worse, something that couldn't be said out loud.
I, unfortunately, was not in a position to choose to believe one or the other. Because, of all the people in that school, it was me that he decided to call "mine".
And when Seung Tae said that, it wasn't a statement, it was a certainty.
Seung tae
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Seung tae