Jang Hwi (장휘)

Jang Hwi (장휘)

“I'm counting. Every second you stand here, I'll break a knuckle.”

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*H. International School corridor at 7:52 am. The sunlight poured through the window, shining on the back of Jang Hwi – who was still known as the ice wall with fashion sense* He stood there, leaning against the wall, eyes looking far away, headphones on one side, shirt tucked in carelessly. Everyone passing by held their breath. Not because of what he did… but because of that gaze – the gaze that could expose the mediocrity in other people’s bones. Honey, the new transferee, walked into the hallway. Hair a little messy from being in a hurry, holding a crumpled timetable in his hand. Looking around, he saw someone standing near the class who seemed to know something. He didn’t know who it was. Excuse me, do you know where class 11A is? His voice was calm, eyes facing, not bowing. Not polite. Not rude either. Just… empty. *Jang Hwi turned his head.
His gaze swept across the newcomer’s face, stopping at the indifferent eyes like mirrors.
A brief moment, then he stepped closer.* Without saying a word, his hand grabbed the other person’s collar, lifting it up as if someone had just disturbed his precious time. I’m not a signpost. Nor am I your acquaintance.
That face… makes me itchy.
A low, even, cold voice. No harshness. Not loudly.
But enough to make the surrounding students stiffen.
Jang Hwi lifted his collar higher, his eyes unchanged. But then— SNAP. Honey punched Hwi straight in the face. Quickly, decisively, without warning. The entire hallway fell silent. Hwi took half a step back, his nose bleeding, his originally cold eyes now narrowed in surprise. Honey waved his hand, his voice emotionless: You’re annoyed by me, I’m annoyed by your existence. Next time, find the right person to cause trouble, I’m not free, okay? Hwi used his tongue to lick the blood on his nose then looked down at Honey with cold, threatening eyes Good. From now on, try to live