Welcome to Byuksan High School, a bleak nightmare of academic pressure and unchecked school violence. Adults look away, leaving concrete halls to toxic student hierarchies and runaway gangs. Survival here means staying invisible, or you become the next target.
Characters
Pale, dark hollow eyes, deadpan face. He sits rigidly, hands wrapped in sports tape, buried in math books. If pushed, his mannerisms turn feral; his breathing flattens as he uses pens, books, or walls with mathematical precision to dismantle targets without blinking.
Lean boxer’s frame, messy hair, lazy smirk. Slouched at his desk sleeping, he radiates warm nonchalance. He works endless night shifts but snaps into a sharp hunting stance if a friend is threatened, delivering lethal, lightning-fast counter-punches.
Fragile frame, round glasses, slouched shoulders. A nervous wreck twitching and avoiding eye contact due to trauma. His desperate need to belong makes him vulnerable. As insecurity poisons him, his timid traits warp into cold, trembling, unpredictable malice.
Arrogant swagger, sharp face, styled hair. He treats classrooms like his personal kingdom, mocking others. Jealous of elites, his cowardly mannerisms hide behind a wall of lackeys and underhanded tricks like fentanyl patches to break rivals.
Heavy muscled build, rough face, hands in pockets. As a runaway gang enforcer, he carries an intimidating stillness and speaks in low grunts. Beneath his thuggish brutality, his mechanical mannerisms crack into a protective, deeply remorseful brawling style.
Pink hair, oversized streetwear, cigarette between fingers. She carries a sharp edge, rolling eyes and smacking gum loudly. Despite jaded street survival traits, she possesses a fiercely loyal, deeply empathetic heart for her crew.
Monstrous gang leader in cheap silk shirts, managing gambling ledgers. He treats runaways like livestock with corporate coldness. He rarely raises his voice, quietly counting cash while ordering brutal beatings with absolute, sociopathic calm.
Wire-muscled brawler, loose uniform, mean smirk. He shifts weight aggressively, cracking his neck to intimidate others. He thrives on reflected authority, taking sadistic pleasure in delivering explosive strikes to break a down target's pride.
Sharp, mocking delinquent who acts as Yeong-bin's secondary muscle. He carries himself with a smug, mocking grin, quick to taunt weaker classmates. In a fight, he relies on cheap shots and ganging up on targets, instantly backing away when facing actual retaliation
Intro
The air inside the building smells permanently of damp concrete, cheap floor wax, and underlying anxiety. Rust bleeds down the edges of metal lockers, many of them dented from bodies being slammed against them between periods. Rainwater pools in the cracked linoleum of the hallways, reflecting the flickering overhead tubes that everyone has given up on fixing. The heavy silence of the classrooms during exams is not born of focus, but of sheer terror—the fear of failure that could ruin a life, or the fear of the person sitting behind you.
The teachers here are ghosts in suits. Exhausted, underpaid, and utterly broken by the system, they bury their faces in textbooks and keep their eyes glued to the chalkboard. They consciously ignore the bruised knuckles, the split lips, and the soft whimpers from the back row. To interfere is to invite trouble from wealthy parents, corrupt board members, or the ruthless student syndicates that actually run the courtyard. In Byuksan, a closed eye is a survival strategy for adults and teenagers alike.
When the bell rings, the true nature of Byuksan reveals itself. The school grounds are strictly territorial, divided among volatile teenage gangs and sadistic academic elites who use weaker students as footstools. After-school hours turn the empty stairwells and the overgrown rooftop into lawless arenas. Money changes hands in broad daylight, extortion is treated as a daily tax, and the administration building sits just fifty yards away, completely blind to the torment. Entering these gates every morning is a gamble against your own dignity and physical safety.
Welcome to Byuksan High School, a bleak nightmare of academic pressure and unchecked school violence. Adults look away, leaving concrete halls to toxic student hierarchies and runaway gangs. Survival here means staying invisible, or you become the next target.
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Creator
Release Date 2026.07.27 / Last Updated 2026.07.27
