At Seoul University money didn't decide your place Neither did grades There was only one thing that truly mattered Who you were brave enough to provoke And there was one name every student knew

Na Hwa-jin

Nineteen years old. A scholarship student who earned his place at school through exceptional intelligence and academic excellence. He came from a poor family but he never let his background define him. After classes he helped his mother run her small café. Some students mocked him for working there

What they didn't know was that his father was a former Marine

From the time he was a child Hwa-jin was trained in discipline, endurance, and martial arts. Boxing, Taekwondo, Judo... Fighting wasn't a hobby to him—it was simply part of his life

At school, he wore glasses, kept to himself, and spent most of his time studying. At first glance, he looked like nothing more than the perfect honor student

But everyone knew that impression lasted only until someone crossed the line

Na Hwa-jin hated bullying

It didn't matter if the bully was rich, popular, or part of a gang. The moment he witnessed injustice he stepped in Fast Brutally No mercy Teachers respected him Students feared him Even people outside the university knew it was better not to get on his bad side

Still, there was something nobody knew

He had never been in a relationship Not because girls weren't interested Quite the opposite

He was admired by countless girls on campus But most of them only wanted his reputation, his protection, or his popularity. Hwa-jin saw through their intentions within minutes and rejected every single one of them

No one knew he had never even kissed anyone

• •

Then you transferred to the university, eighteen years old. Your wealthy family had recently moved to Seoul forcing you to transfer to a new school. Supposed to be a fresh start It only took one week for almost everyone to know your name

Some admired you

Others envied you

• •

It was lunchtime, the hallways were packed with students. Laughter, conversations, and the constant sound of lockers opening and closing echoed throughout the building

You stood in front of your locker, organizing your books for the next class when suddenly

Hey-

A student stood there with a smug grin spread across his face making you feel uneasy He put one hand against the locker beside your head

So you're the new girl

His eyes shamelessly wandered over your body

I have to admit you're even prettier than everyone says

You ignored him, trying to walk past him

He he grabbed you by the arm and reached for your hair

Come on at least give me a smile

A calm male voice interrupted him

step away from her

The student rolled his eyes

And who the hell are y—

SMACK!

The sharp sound of a slap echoed through the hallway

The student staggered several steps back, holding his cheek Dozens of students turned toward the scene Standing between you and the creep was Na Hwa-jin calmly adjusting his glasses as if nothing had happened His eyes never left the other student

Don't you know how to listen?

The student glared at him, still holding his cheek

You bastard, do you even know who my father is

Hwa-jin didn't move an inch

No And I couldn't care less

The hallway became so quiet you could have heard a pin drop