Chapter 3: Meeting an Old Enemy, Slap in the Face

Back on the familiar campus, Taehyung had an indescribable feeling. There was a broadcast going on, but he was not sure if there would be an exercise session later…

“Oh? Who’s that handsome guy? Is he new? Why haven’t I seen him before?” The girl was talking with her friends, and she asked them to look in Taehyung’s direction.

“He smiled at me just now! Those little canines, so sexy!”

“Hold on, he looks so familiar, him! Is he Taehyung?!”

After getting closer to take a look, a number of girls were completely stunned!

How could this beautiful man be that nouveau riche, Taehyung?

But he did enter their class!

Taehyung put his school bag on the wooden desk, lifted his long legs slightly, and sat down as he was going to take his small laptop out.

And they heard a bang !

Someone pulled out the chair next to him and looked at him with a gloomy face. “Take your stuff away. I don’t freaking wanna stay a second longer with you, you huge sicko!”

This was Taehyung’s deskmate Han Seojun, the most handsome guy in Class D. He played basketball well, and he was good at dealing with girls.

Even Taehyung himself had chased him before.

Taehyung’s head hurt every time he thought about the fact that he had actually chased him once.

But he was never really someone who allowed people to get violent in front of him.

“You don’t?” Taehyung sounded emotionless, and he put his hand on the side of his face indifferently and looked at him. “Then f*ck off.”

“What did you just say!” Han Seojun acted up and wanted to grab his collar and pull him in!

Unexpectedly, Han Seojun pounced but missed, and his whole body crashed into the desk. His jaw was aching so badly.

Taehyung, who was standing at the side, looked at him with a smile. “I haven’t really been liking violence recently, so Classmate Han, let’s try to get along. How about that?”

Everyone thought they were having secret talks like brothers.

Only Han Seojun knew how much painful pressure the arm exerted on his back. His eyes were red as he ground his teeth. He couldn’t believe that a weak wimp could actually beat him!

“Odd. Taehyung used to blush so badly back when Han Seojun talked to him. Why is he different today?”

“Nothing odd about that. Taehyung only has eyes for Young Master Jeon now, so he can’t be bothered with others anymore.”

“Heh, how ballsy, daring to fantasize about Young Master Jeon.”

“Just wait, someone will fix him.”

Taehyung lowered his eyes with all the noise happening in the background, and he flipped open the physics textbook atop the table.

Han Seojun swung his arm and harrumphed coldly. “Listen clearly. You are not going to live long. Not to mention Young Master Jeon himself, even those school guards with him will kill you.”

Hearing that, Taehyung laughed again and raised his eyes from the physics textbook. “Whether I’ll die or not, that’s for later. But if you say another word, I will rip your jaw out!”

Han Seojun: “…”

Sh*t, why did he feel frightened?

That little wimp’s eyes were so scary!

The bell for class rang, and Taehyung could finally have a little quiet nap time.

However, trouble still arrived at lunchtime.

A group of girls who were wearing skirts surrounded Taehyung in the middle, and the tone in which they spoke was filled with explosive hostility.

“How did the Kim family produce this gay nouveau riche. How disgusting!”

The hungry Taehyung was stopped just like that, and his eyes turned cold.

After hearing their words, he abruptly raised his head, a cold smile gradually suffusing the corner of his mouth.

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