Chapter 11
Chapter 11
Is this a bug?
For a moment, that thought crossed my mind.
[No way.]
Novel corrects me immediately.
That means what I'm seeing right now is real.
'Haha. This is fun.'
I'm so surprised. So happy that a smile forms on its own.
Isn't it?
In reality, it's hard to find even an A-grade talent, even if you spend all day camping out on the streets.
Yet.
I came here just hoping to salvage some talent, and there's not just an S, but an SS-grade here.
[Eun Hee-ju, SS]
Even looking twice, three times, it was SS-grade.
Honestly, I have some doubts.
Watching from afar, the one shining the brightest right now is Jo Yu-na.
She is the very protagonist of Class 3-3.
Everyone's gaze follows her fingertips, and they perk up their ears at her every word.
"......."
Conversely, was it Eun Hee-ju?
She looks plain.
It's not for nothing that I immediately asked Novel if it was a bug.
A very plain appearance.
No, only her appearance is barely plain. Everything else is below average. A worn-out school uniform that clearly doesn't fit, likely a hand-me-down.
Even that is torn.
Even her slightly dark skin, which hasn't been taken care of at all.
I can't imagine that kid becoming a big star as an idol.
One hundred out of a hundred, everyone would choose Jo Yu-na.
That was the cruel reality.
'Does she even have any will to live?'
No way.
How is it that cases of suicide due to school violence never seem to be missing from history, no matter how far back you look?
It's laughable.
Every year they warn about school violence, and show examples of people whose lives were ruined by it, yet the history of it never ends.
'Honestly, was it Eun Hee-ju?'
Her eyes are dead.
A kid who doesn't even show a will to live. Such a kid wouldn't even report it to the police, and even if she did, she'd likely be the one to suffer the backlash.
She has no power.
That kid could never beat Jo Yu-na.
In that sense, if it were someone else, they might have turned a blind eye to this side of Jo Yu-na and just raised her as an idol.
Who is Eun Hee-ju anyway?
But I'm different.
「Clatter!」
I open the back door and walk in.
For a moment, everyone's gaze is fixed on me.
"Whoa, fuck... I thought the homeroom teacher came."
"So what? We're graduating now. Graduation is tomorrow."
"Who is that guy?"
"Gasp! Isn't that suit he's wearing from Heaven Day? I heard that's super expensive. That's gotta be at least 4 million won, right?"
Whispering voices.
None of them have any personality or power.
Except for one.
"That probably only costs 5 million won."
Jo Yu-na.
"I think I saw it a few times while shopping with my mom."
She looks at me with a smirk.
"Excuse me, mister. Don't you know that unauthorized personnel aren't allowed in high schools?"
"Ah, sorry."
I also smirked back at Jo Yu-na.
"I don't have a business card yet, but I'm a team leader at N&P."
"N&P? Gasp, isn't that the agency for that drama where Han Hye-eun got her groove back?"
"If it's Han Hye-eun's agency, isn't that where the Il-sik oppas are?"
As expected, the girls interested in idols seemed to have some awareness of N&P.
That was the same for Jo Yu-na.
Whether she's a chaebol's daughter or a smart bitch, she doesn't seem completely clueless. Or maybe she's already being scouted by someone else besides me.
"N&P? Even so, isn't it just a shitty small company?"
Fucking bitch.
The way she talks is fucking annoying.
'It would be fucking delicious to fuck a bitch like that.'
It's also hot to imagine a cocky bitch like that not knowing what to do and gasping when I shove my dick into her pussy.
But this time, I had to give it up.
Because there was a tastier woman than that.
"If an entertainment agency went out of their way to come to school like this, it's obvious. Jeez, I've been street-cast so many times. Look, mister, I'm sorry, but I don't really have any intention of becoming an idol or anything. Why would I bother suffering? I've got a good family, I'm smart, and I'm pretty."
I know not all chaebols are like this asshole.
Actually, the more mature the rice, the more it bows.
There were many cases where successful people were tight-lipped. But the opposite definitely existed too.
Jo Yu-na is exactly that case.
A shitty personality that can't stand it unless she shows off her superiority to others and crushes them. In a way, she's the same as Park Ju-yong.
People who can't stand it unless they confirm their superiority by crushing others.
"Haha."
"What are you laughing at? Fuck, it's annoying."
"No, it's just that you seem to be delusional."
Click, clack-.
I walked toward Jo Yu-na, deliberately making my shoe heels click loudly.
"Cute. Student Yu-na. I admit you're pretty and charming. But, the reason I came here today isn't to meet you."
"Wha...t?"
Jo Yu-na's expression, shocked for the first time, was a sight to behold.
But that wasn't the truly funny face.
"I have a pretty good eye. So I have excellent skills in finding gems that haven't shone yet. From my perspective, the person who will truly succeed isn't you, but this kid here."
"......!"
"What's your name... hmm, ah, Eun Hee-ju. Pretty name."
In an instant, Jo Yu-na's triumphant expression twisted.
Then, she soon wears a sneer.
"Ha! Hahahaha, wow, is this old man completely cross-eyed? Mister, if you have eyes, look. This retard is better than me? Wow, I've heard some bullshit in my life, but this takes the cake."
As if waiting for her words, the whole class threw sneers at me.
"Mister, you must be truly out of your mind."
"How did you become a team leader with that kind of skill? Ah, I heard N&P is going under these days, I guess it's true."
"Wow, you get paid for working like that? Where's your conscience?"
"Making money is so easy! If you think he's just taking his salary for free, everyone upvote, upvote!"
Everyone defended her.
Everyone was on her side.
Not a single person here, not one, even maintained silence for Eun Hee-ju.
What an amazing school. Hanbit High School.
'Yoon Won-seok really had something to brag about with all the crazy things that happened. This place is truly top-tier.'
Thinking about how these assholes will go out into society and pretend to be normal, I suddenly feel like throwing up.
But the bigger problem is Eun Hee-ju, who hasn't moved a muscle even after I did all this.
'Wow, she's really dead while still alive.'
Honestly, I've never been a victim of school violence, so I don't know much about it.
But I had seen it indirectly a few times.
From the perspective of an observer, the victim might sometimes look quite foolish. Like, why not go to the police, or parents?
Can't you ask for help somehow?
Or can't you act crazy and stand up for yourself?
But that's something you can only say because you're watching.
If you experienced the victim's feelings firsthand, you could never say such things.
Victims of school violence almost always gave the same answer.
That it was 'hell'.
'Eun Hee-ju seems to have gone beyond hell, straight into the abyss. How am I supposed to pull her out of this?'
Even if she has SS-grade potential.
In the end, it was up to her to make it bloom.
Even if I threw a fit, if I couldn't find that will in Eun Hee-ju, it would all be for nothing.
"Hee-ju! You say something too. Do you think the bullshit this old man just spewed makes any sense?"
"......."
"Ha, you bitch. Now you're just ignoring me openly? Fucking bitch. Did you think I was easy just because I've been quiet lately since graduation is coming up?"
Thwack!
It happened in an instant.
Jo Yu-na, who had been sitting on the desk, kicked Eun Hee-ju's face hard.
I didn't even have time to step in.
As if it were the most natural thing.
I had never seen someone kick a person's face like that in real life so easily.
Thud-.
What was even more surprising was that Eun Hee-ju, who had collapsed as if knocked out after taking that hit, got back up in an instant.
"Oh my. Our little roly-poly. It was worth it that we worked so hard to build up your durability, huh? Yeah, if you had just kept lying there, I might have felt even more annoyed and hit you harder."
What a crazy bitch...
"But today, I'm in an even worse mood because of this old man. So take a few more hits."
Whack!
"Ugh."
A groan escaped my lips as I quickly threw my body in the way.
At the same time, laughter bursts out.
"Pwahahahaha!! Wow, the apostle of justice has arrived. Mister, wake up. The police in this country, the teachers, they're all on my side. N&P? I can fuck you over there with just one phone call. Ah, so fucking funny. Guys, right?"
"Seriously, this is why our country's comedy programs are failing, keekekeekee!!"
"Wow, I've never seen this in real life before!! Wow, so fun. As expected of Yu-na! Jo Yu-na!! Jo Yu-na!!"
It's chilling.
Even I, at 29 years old and aware that I'm somewhat of an adult, feel a burning rage rising from within and goosebumps all over.
Has a kid who just turned 20 been enduring this all this time?
'The potential is for sure, fuck.'
Then, all I had to do was awaken this kid's will.
Phew, shall I try doing what I'm good at again?
"This is one crazy bitch."
"......!"
"......!"
Jo Yu-na's eyes widen.
But.
'Why are you surprised?'
Eun Hee-ju's eyes, which I didn't expect, also widened. No, did she not even do this much revenge while being bullied this much?
'Or maybe Jo Yu-na's connections are so powerful that even doing this much would ruin her.'
Thinking that far, I quickly suppressed the emotions that were flaring up.
"Almost said that. Haha."
"Mister, are you crazy? Do you really want me to bury you in society?"
"Hmm."
Actually, begging here was the right thing to do.
Because Jo Yu-na seems like a dangerous bitch, regardless of pride or whatever.
But I don't want to bow down?
'Novel, can you do something?'
[Hmm! It's not supposed to be possible. But from my perspective, that bitch is pretty annoying too. I'll help you just a little bit.]
[From now on, you will be able to use 'Killing Intent' for a very short time.]
I don't know what killing intent is, but.
"Everyone shut your mouths."
It was that moment.
I just spat out a rough word without realizing it, but the surroundings froze instantly. The kids who were giggling on Jo Yu-na's side became mute.
Jo Yu-na, who received the killing intent right in front of her...
"Uh..."
She even ended up wetting herself.
Seeing that, a very small light returns to Eun Hee-ju's eyes.
'This is it.'
I found the bait to revive Eun Hee-ju, to seduce her, in one go.
I gently stroked the back of Eun Hee-ju's head and whispered in her ear.
"Revenge."
"......!"
For a moment, I felt Eun Hee-ju's body. Her heart beating.
Yes, what would someone who has only been a victim want most?
It was revenge.
"I'll help you get revenge on that fucking bitch."
At my question, Eun Hee-ju's gaze turned to me for the first time.
Her eyes, with all emotions dead, were asking me.
If that was really possible.
[For your reference, I will provide special service information. Jo Yu-na will eventually debut later as a rookie idol group for AM.]
With Novel's service, I smiled brightly and promised Eun Hee-ju once again.
"Absolutely possible. Later, Jo Yu-na will be shedding tears of blood in front of you, begging with her hands clasped. And. You will trample on that openly."
It was that moment.
For the first time, the corners of Eun Hee-ju's mouth go up.
It was an incredible smile, worthy of an SS-grade.
"What should I do?"
I answered Eun Hee-ju's quiet question.
"Just do as I say. I'm a team leader and a manager at the same time."
Eun Hee-ju nodded slightly.
"Yes. Team Leader Manager-nim."
And she turned her head toward Jo Yu-na, who was at a loss because she had wet herself, and smirked once again.
Seeing that, Jo Yu-na had a seizure and fainted.