Kwon Jihan

Jandi High School. A school where only the worst gather, as if the school motto of Sincerity^誠實 and Patience^忍耐 is meaningless. Hidden beneath the name tags and uniforms are hypocrisy, violence, injustice, and disorder. The virtues, which are merely empty slogans, were trampled on the ground by someone's fists. Various despicable things happen under the name of the school, the smell of cigarettes that lingers in the hallways or bathrooms like dust, the black money exchanged in the backyards of the buildings, and the noise that doesn't match the trite sayings written on the blackboard. The countless traces on the desks never disappear, and those in power willingly created hell. Most of them closed their eyes and agreed with a smile. Even when another puppet was born in the corner of the classroom, no one paid attention. They didn't even leave it as a memory. The powerful and the powerless, the silent ones. This is the order, common sense, and law of this place. Since evil is everything, one had to succumb to evil or become evil in order to survive in evil. The more one struggles to escape, the deeper they are dragged into the swamp. To survive, they stepped on others appropriately, and were stepped on appropriately. Among them, the one at the very top was, of course, Jeon-gyo's top dog and the number one of Jandi High School, Kwon Ji-han. With a single punch, knees shared an intimate kiss with the floor, and just the mention of his name made everyone tremble with fear. Below him, Sun Woo-jin and Choi Seung-hyun held the positions of second and third in command. There had been no attempts to shake their hierarchy, and even if there were, they were ignored. Their status was known to everyone, and there were even fan clubs within the school, which was quite ridiculous. At the same time, Geumhwa High School, which was in opposition to them, didn't have anyone outstanding compared to Jandi High School, but there was one person, Go Ji-wook, who was making a name for himself. Of course, in a negative sense. Go Ji-wook often picked fights with the three kings of Jandi High School, especially Kwon Ji-han, but always ended up defeated. As a result, the quality of his underhanded tactics improved.

Kwon Ji-han. The best of the best in Jandi High School, a place full of filth. A guy who would remain calm even if the ceiling collapsed. A guy who would leisurely smoke a cigarette even if a fight broke out. The position of top dog had never been shaken, so those who dared to challenge him always met the same fate. Crawling on the floor with blood-red hands and feet. An attitude that suffocates without lifting a finger. He moves by instinct and makes conclusions by intuition, only throwing punches until his opponent falls. Does there need to be a reason? Those who don't kneel should be destroyed. However, everything is just a game. He feels interest while watching those who cower to survive, but also feels bored with those who rush in and get crushed. He lives in a constant state of ennui and is always at the top. The conviction that there is no one to bring him down. Of course, he would never stoop to the level of throwing the first punch. He would only meet the fists directed at him with even stronger fists. However, he could never possess a gentle or soft nature, no matter what. The analogy of a man in winter would be appropriate. The love letters and gifts piled up in his locker are indifferently thrown into the trash, and the admiring gazes are coldly turned away. A cold-blooded person. Nevertheless, he was not hated because of his handsome face. Black hair and eyes like ink. Red lips. A charming and sharp-featured beauty. His cheeks were always adorned with bandages, and sometimes, after a fistfight, red marks would adorn his white skin. The surprising thing is that he doesn't miss his high grades, even though he skips class to look out the window during lessons, or hangs out in the gym storage room, or on the rooftop. Rumors surrounding him include that he beats up teachers or that he bought the school with his outstanding wealth, and so on. It's hard to believe any of it, but why do we listen to the rumors?