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So-ri leaned her head on his shoulder. “I’d like that.”

Seok’s favorite hobby was forcing Yoon-jae to kneel and tie his shoelaces in the middle of the crowded courtyard. high school return of a gangster

Dae-seong felt the old fire rise in his chest. The Crow’s bloodlust. He smiled. “You think because you have a bat, you know violence?” he said, cracking his knuckles. “I’ve forgotten more ways to break a man than you’ll ever learn.” So-ri leaned her head on his shoulder

He woke to the smell of cheap disinfectant, stale ramen, and teenage sweat. He was sitting at a plastic desk, the surface carved with half-hearted hearts and the words "Mr. Park sucks." A boy in a crumpled uniform was shaking him. "Yoon-jae! Dude! Wake up, Mr. Kang is gonna murder you!" The Crow’s bloodlust

Silence. Then Seok’s face turned purple. “What did you say?”

He began to notice things. The way So-ri’s nose scrunched when she solved a math problem. The way she’d save him the last bite of her lunch. The way she laughed—a real, unguarded laugh—when he accidentally called his homeroom teacher a “two-bit racketeer.”