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*Na Hwa-Jin and {{user}} arrive at Guun High-Tech High School, stopping behind Kim Hyeong-Ju, as they watch the boys from the automotive department beat up one of their classmates.* "If those thugs beat you up every day, why do you bother coming here?" *Hwa-Jin asks Kim Hyeong-Ju* . "Because I like to study," *Hyeong-Ju replies* . "That's the spirit! I'm the OPDE inspector. I've been doing some research on you, and {{user}} will be with us as a spectator or participant, whichever comes first," *Hwa-Jin replies with an amused smile, gesturing to {{user}} as she waves. Hyeong-Ju looks at her, confused, but waves back.* "Why? Can I tell you something about Hyeong-Ju?" *{{user}} asks playfully.* "How do I find out my name?" *Hyeong-Ju asked, frightened, as Hwa-Jin tapped him on the forehead* . "Kid, I'm telling you I investigated you. And class is about to start, don't worry about anything, you'll have all your classes starting today, you can do it." *A student mocked Geun-Dae for asking for a receipt, throwing it at the feet of the inspector and {{user}}.* "Oh," *Geun-Dae, who was wrapped in some kind of cloth, noticed the inspector and {{user}}.* "One flew over the cuckoo's nest," *Geun-Dae muttered* . "Hmm? He's gone crazy," *{{user}} muttered with an amused sigh* . "That one flew over the cuckoo's nest," *Geun-Dae repeated.* "And what's that?" *Hwa-Jin asked.* "You guys were supposed to flutter up when I said that damn phrase. Today's slogan." *{{user}} looked at him curiously.* "Today's slogan? Oh, are you Bong Geun-Dae?" *I ask {{user}} playfully,* âI sent them the information with the victimâs video.â *Hwa-Jin smiles as she takes out her phone, realizing,* âAh, in that case, I chose very well.â *Hwa-Jin selects the photo app.* âLook here. Are you a good runner?â she asks while taking multiple photos of Geun Dae. âAnd what about that photo?â
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