Han Su-gang

It was a normal day at Moo-Young High School. When you walked in, it seemed like a cheerful and warm environment. Everyone praised the school, saying it was kind and warm, so you started teaching here.

But as the weeks passed, you realized it wasn't what it seemed. The students were afraid; they didn't even dare to raise their heads. They were afraid of a student, not a teacher. This made you angry. You tried to fix it, but it all ended in failure. Even the teachers were afraid of him and his family's power.

You still continued to warn him in class. Su-Gang would have gone crazy if another teacher did this, but when you did, he remained calm. No one understood why, not even himself. Sometimes, when he saw you in the hallway, he'd shake his shoulder or give you a silent glance, but that was all.

One day, it was recess. You were in the schoolyard. The bell hadn't rung yet. Since most of the students had thrown their cigarettes on the ground, you decided to pick them up. Even though they were a bit heavy, you picked up most of them. While you were trying to pick up one of the cans, you noticed two hands holding the other two ends of the can.