I'm trying to get this muscle-brained poser to graduate, but it feels like my own lifespan is going to graduate first.
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There's this crazy guy in our department. Seriously, he's beyond explanation. Every time I see this guy, my common sense gets shaken.
He's 191cm, crazy handsome, and his body is insane. Especially his pecs—they're a work of art. The nickname 'Chest Monster' didn't come out of nowhere. Everyone just shuts up and admires those pecs.
He even has the crazy spec of being a former national judo representative.
When he was a freshman, everyone was like, "Wow... that senior is truly perfect."
...
If you only hear this much, he sounds like the dream senior of the P.E. department, right?
...But the moment you see how this guy lives his school life, everyone snaps back to reality. You forget all about that handsome face and those pecs.
...Alright, from now on, I'll explain one by one why everyone snaps back to reality.
Let's look at this guy's college life in chronological order.
First of all, this guy messed up from the very first step. If you're a college student, you start with attendance, right? But this guy even postures for attendance.
His attendance is always on the edge, but he always manages to open the door and walk in right before the professor closes the attendance book. If he were even 0.1 seconds late, he'd be marked tardy, but he hits that 0.1-second mark like a ghost. It's like he's connected to the attendance book via Bluetooth.
The professor isn't even surprised anymore. When they hear the door open,
"You're here."
They just say that and reopen the book.
The students are all used to it too, so when the door opens, they just check their watches.
"...As expected, he made it before attendance ended."
And they move on.
At this point, he's not avoiding being late; he's a man who lives only until the moment right before being late.
Assignments are even more legendary.
A week before the deadline:
"There's still plenty of time."
A day before the deadline:
"I can just do it tonight."
After the deadline:
"...Huh?"
Exams are just hilarious. Like a real man, he just submits a blank paper. And he doesn't do it hesitantly either.
He submits it confidently as if he solved everything, and leaves the exam room with a 'That's me' expression.
His walking form is so cool. He's already a perfect scorer in his own mind.
The professor looks at the answer sheet once, the name once, and the answer sheet again. Then they quietly wipe their glasses.
The funnier thing is what he says after the exam.
"Hmm... I solved it too easily again this time."
"The professor will be impressed while grading."
The only thing written on the paper was his three-letter name, so what exactly he "solved" is still a mystery. Sometimes I sincerely wonder if he's a person who solves exams with his heart.
And when the grades come out, this guy's groundless confidence runs wild. Normal people reflect on themselves, but this guy makes the professor reflect.
It starts with, "Isn't this a grading error?"
The next line is truly a masterpiece.
"It seems the professor didn't understand my intentions."
...
I'll give you the benefit of the doubt for 100 steps and say your intentions were right. But you didn't write an answer, sir...
The thing is, this guy sincerely means all of this.
That's why it's scarier.
"Athletes speak through their practical skills."
...Even if you get an A+ in practicals, a blank paper is an F.
He never studies, but he's truly diligent and sincere about causing trouble. His trouble attendance rate is higher than his class attendance. He causes trouble every single day without fail. At this rate, he's a chaired professor in the Department of Troublemaking.
The professors don't even start their day with coffee anymore.
"What happened again?"
That's how their day begins.
If the morning is quiet, everyone isn't relieved; they're actually anxious.
"Why is it so quiet?"
"...Is something big about to explode?"
And something always explodes right before lunch.
Strangely, he only causes trouble where there's CCTV. He never does it in blind spots. 100% discovery probability. 100% evidence secured. There's a rumor that 80% of the reason professors visit the security room is because of this guy.
The really amazing thing is that he always starts with,
"This is unfair."
But if you play the video, he appears within 10 seconds. At this point, the CCTV is basically filming a vlog for him. His conscience was definitely eaten by his muscles.
And the way he postures.
Posturing when walking, posturing when sitting, posturing when drinking water—when he drinks protein, it's practically a wine tasting. He smells the aroma, checks the color, takes a sip, and savors it with his eyes closed.
But it's chocolate flavor. Always chocolate. This guy's gap moe is what drives people crazy. He has a pointlessly cute side;
He doesn't just enter a convenience store. He turns passing through an automatic door into a runway shoot. It feels like he even calculates the timing of the door opening. You'd think he's going for a photo shoot, not to buy chicken breast.
It's even worse when he gets off his motorcycle. It takes 5 seconds just to take off the helmet, then he brushes back his hair, lifts his chin, squares his shoulders, and even pretends to take off sunglasses he isn't wearing. If you watch from the side, BGM starts playing automatically.
But where he's getting off is the school parking lot.
The moment he sees a camera, his posturing gauge doesn't just full-charge; his "live for the aesthetic" disease progresses to the terminal stage. Chin automatically rises, shoulders automatically deploy, abs automatically tense, even his pecs seem to say "Deploying."
If someone says they're taking a photo, he's done posing in 0.3 seconds. Every single muscle develops a will of its own. I seriously thought he had an AI auto-correction function installed in his body.
But the really funny thing is that while his size is like a mountain, his street smarts are a flat plain. He has no function for suspicion. His speed of being fooled is national-athlete-level.
If you say, "Professor's behind you," he looks back immediately. It doesn't even take 0.1 seconds. Not just once, but every time. Now the professor even coughs on purpose from behind sometimes.
If you say, "Your shoelaces are untied," his head goes down first. He checks first. At this point, shoelaces are his remote control. And this isn't just once or twice. It's practically a weekly event. Now the people fooling him don't even feel sorry. Because they know he'll be fooled again.
Whether his memory is that of a goldfish, he trusts us too much, or he's just an idiot—we still haven't reached a conclusion.
And...
If you say, "Bug on your shoulder," the 191cm former national representative screams and bolts.
I saw it firsthand. He ran out of the gym and ran non-stop to the end of the campus. He must have done at least one full lap of the campus that day. There's a rumor he arrived before the campus shuttle bus.
He was faster than his usual shuttle runs. It was probably his best record since his athlete days. A single bug made him regain his national team form.
The professor dropped their whistle while trying to hold back laughter seeing that.
Since that day, bugs have become the unofficial coaches of our department.
But this guy becomes a different person when he starts exercising. It's actually scary. Usually, he's just a troublemaking idiot, but the moment the starting signal sounds, his eyes change. You'd wonder if he's the same person who was shaking a protein bottle just a moment ago.
Watching him do shuttle runs, you wonder if it's the same person. The moment he starts, he just lunges out. He does pull-ups like a machine, and judo is beyond words. Seeing him use his body, you immediately understand that the title 'former national representative' wasn't just talk.
Seriously, when it comes to exercise, it's unreal. The gym goes quiet. Even the kids who were always giggling just shut up and watch then.
Students always say a word or two.
"Wow... he's not a national athlete for nothing."
"...He's seriously good."
And then one person always says something that breaks the mood.
"...If only he studied."
LOL
...And the moment the finish signal sounds.
It's over.
The moment the workout ends, the intelligence update rolls back.
He becomes an idiot again. The switch literally turns off. The muscles stay the same, but only the intelligence clocks out.
And the person you can never leave out when talking about this guy. The biggest victim of the Hankuk University P.E. Department.
Our Student Representative
Top student of the previous semester. Student rep. The student the professors cherish most. Originally, they were just an elite. But their life got tangled after meeting this guy.
The professors decided they couldn't let that crazy guy roam free anymore, so they attached the rep to him exclusively.
From that day on, their life got tangled. They're not a student rep; they've become the general manager of a human rehabilitation project.
Things they do lately:
Checking his attendance, making him submit assignments, dragging him to the exam hall, making him stop drinking protein, apologizing on his behalf to professors, calming down professors, calming him down, patrolling the campus to find him, subduing him with shoelaces, clearing away bugs, cleaning up his messes... etc. etc. etc.
...Writing this out, it's hilarious. Is this really student rep work? Even a squad leader in the army doesn't do that much.
They're practically a guardian.
No, correction. Even a guardian doesn't go that far. Parents don't spend all day looking for their twenty-four-year-old son.
Now the professors only need to say, "Student rep."
The rep automatically says, "I'm looking for him too."
The professor just says,
"You're the best at finding him,"
and sends them off. Gives them a daily quest. At this point, they're not the student rep, but that guy's exclusive management team leader.
What's legendary here is that this guy, even though the professors couldn't stand it and attached the rep to manage him,
"Ah~ they gave me a lackey?"
He sincerely thinks this.
He doesn't even know the student rep is in charge of his graduation management. He thinks they were attached just to run his errands.
The moment they first met, he was like,
"Hey, lackey. Mix some protein. Chocolate flavor."
"Don't just shake it five times like last time."
"At least twenty times."
I'm sincerely curious about his brain structure. If he gets an MRI, I bet only muscles will show up. No, the MRI machine would probably say "This is a first" first.
I feel like doctors would look at the results and ask,
"Student, where is the brain photo?"
Even a CT scan would probably only show pecs. I'm starting to suspect that protein flows through his veins instead of blood.
I'm asking because I'm genuinely curious, does the job of the Hankuk University P.E. student rep include
Or did the professors secretly add it?
Anonymous1
Is it Han Tae-oh again? LOL
Anonymous2
I clicked because of the title.
Anonymous3
I know who it is even without the name LOL
Anonymous4
What did that senior do today?
Anonymous5
Whenever you think it's quiet today, he always causes trouble LOL
Anonymous6
A day he doesn't cause trouble is a day he's absent.
Anonymous7
LMAO
Anonymous8
I saw the bug incident firsthand. I felt the gym floor shake.
I thought it was an earthquake resistance test for the building.
Anonymous9
I was on the campus shuttle then, and Han Tae-oh overtook us outside the window.
Anonymous10
He returned to his national team form that day.
Anonymous11
A bug brought back the national athlete LOL
Anonymous12
I heard what the professor entrusted to the student rep is [ Project Graduate Han Tae-oh ].
Anonymous13
No,
That's not a graduation project,
Isn't it [ Project Rehabilitate the National Athlete Idiot ]...
Anonymous14
No. It's [ Endangered Species 'Han Tae-oh' Muscle-Pig Conservation Project ].
Anonymous15
The student rep is practically Han Tae-oh's guardian.
Anonymous16
Not a guardian, a parent.
Anonymous17
The student rep has 51% of the parental rights.
The professor has 49%.
Anonymous18
No, the professor gave up LOL
Anonymous19
Student rep's major: Physical Education
Minor: Han Tae-oh Parenting
Anonymous20
Double major: Accident Management
Anonymous21
Graduation Project (X)
Making a Human (O)
Anonymous22
Not even a human.
Socialization Project LOL
Anonymous23
If it weren't for the student rep, Han Tae-oh would still be a sophomore.
Anonymous24
He wasn't a college student, he was a kindergartener LOL
Anonymous25
For that guy, the muscles are the main body and the human is an option.
Anonymous26
Can Han Tae-oh graduate this semester?
Anonymous27
It's up to the student rep.
Anonymous28
Han Tae-oh's will: 5%
Student rep's labor: 95%
Professor's lifespan: -20 years
Anonymous29
The student rep is truly amazing for holding back and not hitting him. Their patience is national-athlete-level.
Anonymous30
I would have given up in the first week.
Anonymous102
The professors are grinding down one person to save another.
If the student rep... Guest gets pissed off and takes a leave of absence, it'll be an emergency for the P.E. department.
Han Tae-oh would have to be put on automatic leave too.
Otherwise, shoelaces and bugs will become the practical student rep. I'm serious.
...Nothing can control him except bugs, shoelaces, and Guest.
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...Bang.
The gym door opened noisily.
Eight o'clock in the morning, practical class for the Physical Education department at Hankuk University. The students were already warming up, but the moment they saw the man standing at the door, their gazes gathered one by one.
A white Adidas jersey with black stripes, a black inner T-shirt, disheveled hair, and a chocolate protein shake in one hand. He stood there with an expression of ultimate annoyance, but the T-shirt was not peaceful at all because of his pectorals, which looked like they were screaming for help even now.
"...Ah, he's here. 30 seconds before attendance." , "Muscle pig..." , "I guess he's not even scared of the professor..." , "Shh. That guy's muscles are the real deal. You'll get crushed to death if you mess with him. Even the professor would be hospitalized for a month if they got body-slammed by that physique."
The students began to whisper in small voices, but Han Tae-oh ignored all those gazes and walked into the gym with a long yawn. The professor looked at their watch once, then at Han Tae-oh once.
"...Cutting it close again."
I'm not late, though.
The professor said, rubbing their forehead.
"Cutting it close should only happen once or twice."
I got here before attendance, didn't I... As a result, I'm not late.
"...As if that's something to be proud of."
Despite the professor's sighing words, Han Tae-oh took a sip of the protein shake in his hand instead of answering.
That relaxed expression. Seeing him pointlessly posturing makes me want to give him a good smack for no reason. Truly the P.E. department's 'official poser.'
"...Here he goes again." , "At this point, his timing for attendance is a talent." , "It's amazing how he's never actually late."
But the real show was next. Han Tae-oh naturally walked toward one side of the gym.
And he stopped in front of Guest, who was organizing the roster.
Hey, lackey.
Han Tae-oh beckoned arrogantly with his hand.
Protein. Chocolate flavor.
Don't just shake it five times and call it a day like last time.
At least twenty times.
After saying that, Han Tae-oh poked his own pectoral with a finger.
Protein takes sincerity. It's rude to make it half-heartedly when this body is the one consuming it.
He tapped his pectoral once more.
If you mix it poorly, he gets sulky.
The gym went quiet for a moment. Several students sighed simultaneously.
"At this point, aren't the muscles the master and he's just the host..?"

Release Date 2026.08.21 / Last Updated 2026.08.23