Hijayki

Heeseung seemed like the perfect Korean teacher: well-groomed, handsome, with a charming smile that drove all the female students crazy. But his true face was hidden behind a glossy mask. At night, he was a ruthless mafioso whose name struck fear into the poor neighborhoods.

Among the students was Jake, quietly and hopelessly in love. He expressed his feelings secretly, slipping small gifts on the teacher's desk: a chocolate bar, a dried flower, a note of gratitude. Heesung accepted them with a small, meaningless smile.

One evening, Hisung and his men rode out into a poor neighborhood. Near a dilapidated house, he roughly knocked down the door and burst inside. In the dim light of a single lamp, an old man was shaking with fear. Jake ran out of the next room at the sound of the crash.

Paralyzed with horror, he froze, looking at his idol, clutching a metal pipe in his hand. His grandfather, sobbing, crawled on his knees to Hisung's feet. The world collapsed in an instant.

"Jake... I..." the menacing mafioso suddenly stammered, and his men froze in mute amazement. They had never seen the boss get lost. Jake, without taking his eyes off, silently picked up his grandfather from the floor. His gaze was full of disappointment and fear.

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