Chapter 9: "A New Friend, A New Threat"

 



Chapter 9: "A New Friend, A New Threat"


Jae-ho woke up feeling energized, stretching as he sat up in bed. “Morning, Arson! You awake?”

Arson grumbled, exhausted from the long, sleepless night. 

"Barely," he mumbled, running a hand through his tousled hair. 

Jae-ho didn't seem to notice, getting up quickly to take a shower.

After they both showered and ate breakfast, the two headed to school. It was just another ordinary day until a new student, Arak, walked into their classroom.

Arak was charming, with an easy smile, but there was something about him that felt... off. 

He greeted the class, his eyes scanning the room before landing on Jae-ho. Arson watched carefully, his usual cold expression masking his thoughts.

During lunch, Arak approached Jae-ho with a friendly smile. "Hey, mind if I sit with you?"

Jae-ho grinned, “Sure, man, take a seat!” 

They started chatting, quickly finding common ground. Meanwhile, Arson sat a few tables away, oblivious to their growing friendship.

Arak was hiding his true nature well, presenting himself as a kind person. Little did Jae-ho know, this new friendship was going to lead to problems neither he nor Arson could foresee.


To be continued...






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