Donghyun with a cold voice - I know what to hide from you

  Sora was trying to calm his friend— Stop, Dong...

  Minho stops sharply, looking up at Donghyun with an indifferent look. He gauges him with his eyes, without showing the slightest emotion.

  Minho calmly — You know nothing Donghyun

  The atmosphere becomes electric every word weighing on the air as a latent threat. Donghyun approaches Minho, his imprint of anger and pain.

  Sora was motionless, she knew that when he had a few things in his head no one could stop him. So she decided to leave not wanting to witness anything.

  Donghyun with a trembling voice — Jimin had told me about you, everything that was happening. She told me she had evidence...

  Minho did not flinch, his piercing gaze did not leave that of Donghyun. He lets the silence settle in the tension.

  Minho with a threatening calm —The evidence is useless when you are dead, Donghyun. Be careful what you say

  The air between them becomes heavy, almost suffocating. Donghyun felt the implicit threat but refused to step back. He suddenly grabbed Minho by the arm, who had already begun to turn back and his movement forced him to turn around abruptly.

  Donghyun with a rumbling voice — I'm not stupid, I know you and your gang are guilty.

  Minho frowns, a mixture of annoyance and disdain crossing his face. He violently breaks out of Donghyun's grip.

  Minho with coldness — I advise you not to look for me.

  Donghyun shakes his head, his eyes shining with anger and pain. He advances, reducing the distance between them, and pushes Minho against the wall.

  Donghyun with a threatening intensity - What are you going to do, the same thing you did to Jimin? I'm not afraid of you.

  Minho stuck against the wall, narrowed his eyes, his patient reaching his limits. He brutally pushed Donghyun away, making him stumble back.

  Minho was angry — You can believe what you want I don't care. If you dare to put your fingers on me, I'll break them.

  But Donghyun was too angry to take Minho's threats into account. Without shouting guard, he let his anger explode, and without warning, he punched Minho in the face, sending him to stagger back. Minho, stunned by the blow, brought a hand to his lips, where the blood began to pearl. His eyes fill with hatred.

  Minho in a low and icy voice — You will regret it.

  Minho's rage broke out in turn. He threw himself on Donghyun, grabbing him by the collar and throwing him violently against the metal lockers. The shock resounds in the deserted corridor. The two boys exchanged blows and insults, each trying to take advantage of the other.

  The violence of their confrontation was brutal, anger and despair mixed in each movement.

  At one point, Donghyun managed to catch Minho by the neck, the stick to the ground. His breathing was breathless, and his eyes were filled with restrained tears.

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  Desperate Donghyun — Tell me the truth, Minho! What are you hiding? Why did Jimin have to die?

  Minho, half suffocated, manages to push Donghyun away with a last effort. He straightens up with difficulty, wiping the blood flowing from his lip with the back of his hand. A dark smile appears on his face.

  Minho with a bitter sneer —If you're so sure it's me, prove it. What I remember is that you know absolutely nothing. But if you want to join your dear friend, keep it up.

  Following these last words Minho pushes Donghyun before continuing his way in search of Eunji, Donghyun observes Minho's silhouette disappear in the corridor, he had just put Minho on his back and says Minho as an enemy, also says all the members of the BE as enemies.

  For centuries, Korea has been home to three large shadow clans, criminal organizations that, although they acted in the shadows, have shaped the history of the country. Each of these clans is represented by a distinct symbol, which embodies not only their power but also their philosophy and heritage.

  The Snake

  The Choi clan is known for its cunning and discretion. The snake, a symbol of hidden wisdom and treachery, is the image of this clan that prefers to manipulate its enemies in the shadows rather than attack head-on. The Serpent has deep roots in political circles, and its members are often among the nation's most influential, though invisible, advisers. They control the black market and have control over illegal financial flows. This clan controls the black market under the name of Baem.

  The Lotus Flower

  The seo clan is the most elegant and refined, but under the surface, it hides relentless violence. The lotus, which grows in the mud but blooms into a pure flower, represents the duality of this clan: a soothing exterior, but a ruthless reality. The Lotus clan is involved in human trafficking, using their influence to corrupt the highest levels of society. They are also known for their strict codes of honor and mysterious rituals.

  The Sabre

  The Kim clan is the oldest and most feared. The sword symbolizes brute force and flawless loyalty. This clan is made up of warriors who stop at nothing to protect their traditions and their territory. They are responsible for many bloody tragedies in the history of Korea, and their influence extends to the police themselves. Those who cross their path are rarely left lifeless.

  Night had fallen on Seoul, enveloping the city in a disturbing silence. In the isolated and protected district of Hannam-dong, stood the sumptuous residence of Choi Jin-woo, leader of the Choi clan. This house, usually guarded by relentless security, housed a rare and tense meeting.

  Inside, in a large room decorated with dark wood and traditional decorations, Jin-woo waited impatiently. His gaze was lost on the large windows overlooking a Zen garden, his thoughts swirling around the recent event that had shaken his clan.

  Minho walks quickly to the family residence, the weight of the day making itself felt. As he approached, he noticed an unusual number of safety cars. He slows down, intrigued.

  Minho thought

  There is more security than usual... Something is wrong.

  He walked through the doors and met an employee who greeted him nervously.

  Employee —Good evening, young master Choi.

  Minho — Good evening... Why so many cars today?

  The employee hesitated, avoiding his gaze.

  Employee — I... I don't know, young master. Maybe an emergency.

  Minho continued on his way, his eyes scrutinizing the tense faces of the people he met. He caught bits of conversation as he advanced.

  Voice 1 whispering —...the cargo was...

  Voice 2 low —...you have to find out who infiltrated...

  Minho frowned, intrigued by what he heard. He entered the main hall, where he saw his father, Jin-woo, surrounded by his lieutenants.

  Jin-woo to his lieutenants, seriously —You have to act quickly. We can't afford to waste more time.

  Minho approached, but stopped at a distance, observing the scene. Jin-woo looks up and sees him.

  Jin-woo —Minho, you're back.

  Minho —Yes, Appa. I see that something serious has happened.

  Jin-woo —Nothing I can't handle at the moment. You should go rest, this day must have been long for you.

  Minho nodded, but his gaze remained fixed on the men surrounding his father.

  Minho was hesitant — I heard about a cargo... and an infiltration. It's serious, isn't it?

  Jin-woo observes his son for a moment before answering.

  Jin-woo —it's serious. But you don't need to worry about it now. Rest. We will discuss this later.

  Minho remained silent for a moment, then nodded.

  Minho —Very good.

  Jin-woo smiled slightly, but his expression remained serious.

  Jin-woo — Rest. Minho

  Minho turns his heels and leaves the room, letting his father and the lieutenants continue their conversation. As he heads to his room, fragments of conversation continue to resonate in his mind.