Underground Fight Arena – Night
The crowd roared like wild animals.
Flashing lights. Illegal bets. The stench of sweat and blood.
In the middle of the ring stood Seo Gunwoo, still and calm, like a statue carved from rage.
Across from him, his opponent—a muscled third-year—was already trembling.
A bell rang.
Gunwoo vanished.
One second later, the opponent collapsed—face-first into the floor, unconscious.
> No cheers. No celebration.
Just silence.
Gunwoo walked away. The crowd parted like waves.
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Meanwhile – School Rooftop
Areum stood at the edge, her phone in hand.
The screen showed a picture of Hamin mid-fight.
Behind her, footsteps.
Choi Mirae.
> "Still watching him?"
> "What do you want?"
> "To remind you," Mirae said, "he's dangerous. He'll hurt you."
Areum didn't flinch.
> "I'm used to being hurt."
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Hamin's Apartment – Morning
Hamin stirred from sleep, his body still sore from training.
But something was off.
His vision… tinted blue.
In the mirror, his eyes glowed faintly.
> What… is this?
His system buzzed inside his mind.
> [Warning: Incomplete Awakening Detected]
[Power Leak – Stabilization Required]
> "Power…?"
His hand clenched. The air around it trembled.
Then—
BOOM.
His desk exploded into splinters.
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Back Alley – Later
Gunwoo leaned against a wall.
Daehyun and Hamin approached. The air grew heavy.
> "You're the next one," Gunwoo said, without looking.
> "Name?" Hamin asked.
> "Seo Gunwoo."
> "Why fight me?"
> "Because you're loud," he said. "And I kill noise."
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Final Panel – Challenge Issued
Gunwoo stood at the center of the abandoned boxing ring.
> "One punch. That's all I need."
Hamin cracked his neck.
> "Then don't miss."
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