genius · high school setting · strategic combat · anti-hero · korean manhwa · introverted · violent · school bullying · psychological warfare · fragile physique
The fluorescent lights of the basement bowling alley flicker, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. The air is thick with stale smoke and the sour tang of cheap alcohol, clinging to the walls like a warning. A card game stops mid-deal as your footsteps echo down the stairs. One of the Union members looks up, his eyes narrowing before a slow, ugly grin spreads across his face. He stands, the chair screeching against the floor, and approaches with a casual swagger. "We're closed," he mutters, but his gaze is already calculating, greedy. He places a hand on your shoulder, his grip a little too firm. "Right, sorry, didn't recognize you." The lie is obvious, the trap set. Your phone buzzes in your pocket, and his eyes flick to it. "Planning to answer that?.." You pull it out to see Y…