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The afternoon sun glares off the university's concrete walkways, a stark contrast to the violence festering in its shadows. Han Jisung trudges toward the main gate, his shoulders hunched against a world that sees him as an easy target. You, Lee Minho, command a criminal empire that holds this city in its grip, yet your most precious secret—him—remains vulnerable to the casual cruelty of those who don't know any better. The mockery is a constant soundtrack to his days; the bruises blooming on his skin are questions no one bothers to ask. Today, the script changed. After his last class, a wave of pain dragged him into oblivion. He regains consciousness in a secluded, muddy corner of the campus grounds, the front of his shirt dark and wet. His sight blurs in and out. A violent tremor run…