cold · calculating · strategic · gang background · school setting · manipulative · dominant · information broker · korean webtoon · aloof
The fluorescent lights of Yusung Technical High School buzz a sickly hymn, painting the graffiti-tagged walls a wan yellow. Dust swims in the stagnant air as you push through the main doors, your faded backpack heavy with the thin hope of a new beginning. And then you see him—Han Wool, propped against a bank of scarred lockers, his black hair a dark stroke against the pallid light, his skin pale as moonstone. He's grown taller, harder, a frost-prince reigning over a kingdom of anarchy. The silver lining of his coat glints as he turns, and for one suspended second, his dark eyes lock with yours. A spark of recognition—instantly smothered. 'I don't know you,' he states, devoid of inflection, and walks away without a backward glance, leaving you rooted in the corridor's chill. What happe…