.
If possible, Suh Jin Woon wished to beat up Woo San as much as he could and hang him on the rooftop. When he tried to retrieve his strength while looking blankly at Woo San, his gaze then moved to something Woo San was hugging from a while ago.
He said, “Dude, stop talking on the phone. I think I asked you, like, 50 times a while ago. Hey, are you listening?”
“Yeah, Jooin. Oh, of course, I’m your number one bro. Hey, is Rinara the best or am I the best?” Woo San was, again, saying some bull shits over the phone.
‘Are my words that useless?’ Suh Jin Woon voiced out in anger.
“Holy sh*t! Would you listen if someone’s speaking? Is Woo Jooin the only human in your eyes and are we are all just a piece of sh*t?”
“What?”
Woo San, at last, took his eyes off the phone and stared at him slowly.
Suh Jin Woon stretched his hand to grab the broom that Woo San held in his arms from a while ago. It made Woo San yell out in surprise.
“What is wrong with you? Why are you touching my broom?”
“Isn’t this made of a shrubby bush clover? The huge broom that grannies use in the countryside to sweep the yard.”
Suh Jin Woon was right. The broom Woo San had in his arms was so big that it reached over 150cm long. The overall volume also looked tremendous.
‘Where did he get this scary broomstick, and why did he bring it here?’
Regardless of Suh Jin Woon and Hwang Hae’s bewildered feeling, Woo San patted his broom as if it looked pretty to him. He then responded with a bright smile on his face that received compliments for its adorable look.
“Isn’t my broomstick so gorgeous?”
“F*cking mad… I’ll understand if you carry an umbrella just like your name implies, but what’s up with the broomstick? Do you want to change your name to Woo Broom?”
“Was that a joke? Do you want to get beaten up with this?”
When Woo San held up the broom with a smile, Hwang Hae soon stepped back as if he felt dejected.
Looking at the two, Suh Jin Woon fetched a short sigh and spoke to Woo San.
“Okay, let’s say I understand the fact that you’ve brought a broomstick here, but man… this is a group fight. Would you please leave that somewhere now?”
“Nope.”
“You, crazy bastard! It’s humiliating, so get that thing out!” As if he felt stuffie with the unnegotiable Woo San, Hwang Hae increased his voice at last. Woo San frowned his light-brown eyes then turned his head to see Suh Jin Woon while holding the broom tightly in his arms.
Suh Jin Woon shook his head while saying no. Woo San pouted his lips before responding.
“No~ I can’t. I’m participating in a quidditch game tomorrow.”
“…”
“…”
A chilly wind, blown from somewhere, swept through their hair.
Suh Jin Woon and Hwang Hae opened their mouths wide from after feeling dumbfounded. ‘What did this crazy asshole say right now?’ ‘I have no idea, dude.’ While they shared a conversation through their gazes, both soon fetched a sigh. ‘Yeah, Woo San surely deserves his fame of being such a dork.’
A moment after, Suh Jin Woon said, “Go get him a shopping cart. Let him take a ride to smash on platform 9 ¾.”
Hwang Hae put in a helping word, “Yeah, try to smash as harshly as he can.”
“The belief of passing through the platform is the key.”
While listening to Suh Jin Woon and Hwang Hae’s friendly chat, Woo San’s face soon turned apathetic, which made him throw the broomstick on the ground. Instead of being obsessed with the broom itself, he was enjoying Suh Jin Woon and Hwang Hae’s roaring reaction toward him.
Looking at the broom thrown on the ground, Woo San muttered, “Son of b*tches… not accepting my joke.”
‘Do you think your joke is acceptable?’ When Suh Jin Woon and Hwang Hae tried to ask that, someone over the phone burst out laughing. No wonder it was Woo Jooin who was sharing a cheesy conversation with Woo San until a minute ago.
Suh Jin Woon scratched his cheek. He didn’t like it when Woo Jooin talked on the phone, like, forever with Woo San, but strangely, listening to the sound of him laughing was never hateful.
It even felt like having a little brother like Jooin would not be that bad. Just by listening to his voice made Suh Jin Woon cheer up, a great talent that Woo Jooin had. He could understand the reason why Woo San loved his brother, Jooin.
Woo Jooin soon stopped laughing. He continued his words but hardly suppressed the laughter coming out intermittently.
“Bro, I want to be that, the owl. I want to be the owl.”
Woo San’s face turned bright immediately. He held the phone up firmly.
“Why?”
“To go to school with you.”
“Oh, my lovely little bro.”
Hwang Hae, who was listening to their ongoing chat, slowly opened his mouth. He said in a blasé tone.
“I’ll be Lord Voldemort then.”
“What’s up with you now?” Woo San said with an uncomfortable look to show how unpleasant he felt for Hwang Hae intervening in their conversation.
Hwang Hae replied nonchalantly, “He’s the one who kills the main character, right? Because I want to kill you.”
“…”
“Get some anabada-cadabra!” Hwang Hae shot his last remark gallantly to Woo San, who became at a loss of words. Suh Jin Woon thought, ‘although Hwang Hae talks abruptly, he wasn’t this bad… Perhaps, Woo San has aggravated him too much…’
While Suh Jin Woon nodded with these thoughts in mind, he saw a group of people walking across the vacant lot from far apart.
With the high wall and the burning twilight behind, the shadows approaching this side stretched farther like a nightmare.
The group consisted of at least twenty people. ‘The sophomores of So Hyun High School are here.’ The one who led the group was, surprisingly, not Hwang Siwoo, just as what Woo Jooin said before.
When the temporary sophomore leader walked toward this side, Woo San suddenly burst out a giggle. His unexpected and weird laugh surprised Suh Jin Woon as he turned his head to him.
Woo San was laughing like crazy as if he heard a funny joke. He then gathered back his senses and spoke to Hwang Hae.
“It’s abracadabra, not anabada! Are you trying to reduce, reuse, and recycle? Bahaha!”
“Oh, shoot!” Hwang Hae replied shortly. He then became speechless while hiding his face in both his hands out of embarrassment. Suh Jin Woon, who was staring at them, soon turned his head and found out the temporary sophomore leader gazing at him in silence.
Suh Jin Woon opened his mouth involuntarily, “I hang out with these idiots, but I’m not an idiot.”
“What?”
“Please remind me that they are the only idiots.”
In the back, Woo San was still teasing Hwang Hae with a full smile on his lips.
“Bahahaha, get my anabada-cadabra! Hahaha!”
“Oh, Woo San you son of a b*tch!”
“It’s true that they are the only idiots here. Don’t think I’m the same.”
The sophomore showed a sign of perplexity as Suh Jin Woon kept on with his excuse. His straightly lifted, waxed hair sparkled red under the setting sun.
Suh Jin Woon asked, “So, where’s Hwang Siwoo? Why isn’t he here?”
“Well, you’re gonna remember the name ‘Kim Hyun’ instead of Hwang Siwoo.”
Kim Hyun then put on a twisted smile at Suh Jin Woon. Most of the So Hyun High School sophomores also had a confident look on their faces.
It was reasonable for them to have that reaction since there were only three Sun Jin High School students left in the vacant lot. Suh Jin Woon, Hwang Hae, and Woo San were those three who came out to fight. Compared to them, the group had an advantage since there’s 20 of them.
Suh Jin Woon, however, displayed no sign of fear on his face but turned his head to look at those who were chilling around on his back.
He asked, “Kim Hyun? Hey, Woo San, have you heard that name?”
“Nope!”
“See?” Suh Jin Woon replied with a smile. He then saw a sudden kick from his peripheral vision, but he simply avoided it. He stretched out his hand in a flash and twisted the leg immediately.
With a painful shriek, Kim Hyun’s body collapsed to the ground. Suh Jin Woon then pulled him by the collar and punched him in the face. He then knocked Kim Hyun down.
The fight was over within a few seconds. Everyone at the lot, who wasn’t ready yet for the brawl, looked at each other in surprise. A faint tension flashed across their eyes. Sun Jin High School kids were tough opponents.
However, there were only three of them. With that thought in mind, the group of boys looked around, Suh Jin Woon was rubbing down the back of his neck in a straight face; Hwang Hae was throwing a sneer to their side; Woo San was chatting on the phone while holding it between his ear and shoulder. Soon, the group of boys burst cries of outrage.
“Fu*k, beat them up!”
“There’s only three of them!”
The group fight began with those battle cries. So Hyun High School kids sprung out at the three boys with horrible shrieks.
