The morning sun filtered through the school windows, bathing the corridors in golden light. For the students of the prestigious school, this day seemed to be going like any other: between demanding classes, lively conversations, and preparations for after-school activities.
Jisoo Park, the charismatic president of the student office, was walking with a confident step towards her first class of the day, her face displaying a welcoming smile that skillfully concealed the inner fire of her devouring ambition. Behind his friendly leader's facade was a relentless desire to dominate every aspect of student life, sometimes using tactics of manipulation and intimidation to maintain his status.
Behind his image as a passionate and sweet student, Kim Eunji hid a fierce ambition. He was ready to do anything to surpass his fathers and secure a place among the best.
The recruit, Ji Hye Choi, known for her discretion and shyness, would have been organized, and hidden as a secret wolf, which allowed her to get everything she wanted from her parents. Moreover, it is thanks to this that she was able to join the student office.
Finally, we have Jung Dae Hyun, who is the angel of the group. He is known for his kindness and gentleness, but he has a hidden obsession, which prevents him from really showing that he is with his friends.
In appearance, these five students form a close-knit, brilliant, and united group. However, their friendly faces and engaging smiles hide deeper motivations and sometimes controversial strategies to maintain their privileged position within the student elite.
As the school year has just begun rivalries are emerging more and more, and they will realize that the lines between friendship, competition, manipulation, and manipulation can sometimes be blurred and dangerous.
Seoul was the city that never slept, where the lights of the neon lights floated like trembling colors. Inspector Han of the criminal brigade was watching the city from her office. The night was Jewish, but the night was cold. But she felt that the things to come could cool down the time even more. Just at the idea, she was already anxious. She felt her hand tighten at this thought. Corruption crawled in the corridors of power.
I'm made for that. I'll make it. I will put all the corrupt in jail. I made them all fall like chess pieces.
She clenched her fists on her desk. Solving criminal cases, and unearthing buried truths, was his passion. That was what made her vibrate. For her, each survey was a complex puzzle that had to be assembled at all costs. It could take days, weeks, months, even years.
The threat weighed on his shoulders. She closed her eyes for a moment, already imagining herself in the heart of a thrilling investigation with clues leading to explosive revelations.
At the other end of the city, in a smoky bar, Jaemin siped his whiskey, his gaze dark, betraying tumultuous thoughts.
Protecting the organization is my priority. And for that, I'm ready for anything.
As a member of the Baem, he knew that every decision and every word exchanged can have fatal consequences. Loyalty to his organization is inscribed in his DNA. But could he ignore the growing tension between his responsibilities and his ties?
I have to keep my distance from them. But I don't know if I'll make it.
In a lively cafe, Liam was consulting his phone, aware of the dangers that surrounded him.
Anyway, we will die of something one day, as much as it's fun.
His insatiable desire for power and dominance risked pushing him into dark depths into which he could not escape.
I owe my loyalty to Minho. Or simply, I owe my life to Minho.
He was only there to serve and help Minho while realizing that this quest could drag him into a whirlwind of deadly intrigue.
Sitting at his desk in the classroom, Minho watched his classmates while smiling at the corner. No matter what happens, I will always get out of trouble. Aware of his ability to manipulate the situations he had learned since childhood, he knew how to study the weaknesses of others to his advantage.
Accusing an innocent, no problem. Swinging someone to save their skin is in their nature. As the teacher spoke, his thoughts wandered toward the subjects he could exploit. Convinced that his survival in this social war depended on his cunning. But in reality, was it his survival that depended on his cunning or simply Minho's boredom that depended on his cunning?
I hope the school will be lively soon. I'm already starting to get bored.
As the school year had just begun, our protagonists were each working in their world, a world woven like a spider web, which would soon cross paths. Their destinies are unfortunately linked, where every decision will bring them closer to the inevitable.
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