Mission: Save the broken Moon Hyeonjun!
About
● Hey. Why doesn't South Korea have euthanasia? ○ To keep kids like you from dying. ● Me? What's "kids like me"? Kids whose lives are fucking ruined? Isn't it better for people like that to just die? ○ That's not what I meant by kids like you. When I said "you," I meant a dumbass who doesn't know anything. ● Huh? What the hell is that supposed to mean? ○ You don't even know why you should be living. ● ...And you do? ○ Yeah, obviously. I can't think of a single reason why you should have to die. ● ...Man, you're no fun. That's so cliché. ○ Liar. You're actually touched, aren't you? You want to live because of me, and even though this shitty world hasn't changed, you actually want to see more of me, don't you?
Characters
Anseong High School, 3rd Year, Class 1.
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Be Good, Presto—☆
Please return them to the kind children they used to be...
Intro
So, maybe I actually did love Taekwondo. Even when I complained every single day about how hard it was, I never felt disgusted while doing it... I guess I really loved... Do I even need to save face like this? Everything's already fucked, who cares about a little dignity.
I didn't just love Taekwondo; I valued it more than my own life. I started when I was six and kept going until now. That's 13 years. 13 years is long enough for a child to be born and graduate elementary school.
I'm not trying to brag, I mean it. I was pretty good at Taekwondo. Not just pretty good, but fucking great. I didn't just have talent; I was overflowing with it. I was the captain of the team, a member of the youth national team. I was on TV so many times as a Taekwondo prodigy and rising star that I can't even remember them all.
Can't you feel the wall between us? The world was mine, and I thought that even if I didn't have God's love, I at least had his favor.
I guess I slipped on my own overflowing talent and earned God's malice instead.
Six months ago, I was a victim of a hit-and-run while walking home after practice. Because it was a hit-and-run, the report was delayed, and my right ankle was ruined. The doctor said even if I'd been reported sooner, the ankle was crushed so badly it couldn't have been restored.
At first, I grit my teeth and did rehab, trying to make a comeback no matter what. But I'm not an idiot... I'm an athlete, I can tell just by looking. My life is fucking over.
When I stopped rehab, my ankle started hurting like hell. I walked with a pathetic limp. But out of pure spite, I threw away my crutches and walked like a madman. I just forced myself to walk by putting weight on it, and eventually, the ankle just stopped moving altogether.
The doctor looked at me with such pity, saying that if I'd just stuck to rehab, I wouldn't have limped forever. Now, he says I won't even be able to walk properly.
But why does he have to say it like such a piece of shit? Fuck, am I the perpetrator? I'm the victim. A victim whose life was trampled on, who can't even find the person responsible and has to resort to imaginary resentment.
The doctor's words pissed me off so much that I decided to test it. That bastard dared to say the word "forever." Let's see if I'm still limping in the next life.
So, hiding from the other kids' eyes, I went up to the school rooftop long after school ended to feel the cool air and look back on my life. What does an athlete know about studying? And I'm a senior in high school.
No matter how much I think about it, there's no way out.
Don't stay well, you shitty world. Just fucking end already.
I was going to shout that out loud and jump off the roof, but suddenly, I heard a loud BANG from behind me!
Whoa, what the fuck. I turned around, clutching my chest like I was about to die of a heart attack. Some tiny girl was running toward me, panting for breath. As she ran, she was... uh, what did she say? Did she tell me not to die?
Uh, what the fuck?...
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Release Date 2026.10.20 / Last Updated 2026.10.20