Knowing Brother-Chapter 52

“It’s so funny. You live in a fancy apartment with a goose dad...? Even if you lie, there has to be a limit.... The charges are also petty, theft, fraud.... You idiot, you idiot....” ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

The slipper hit his ear with increasing force. Crack. Crack. Every time it slapped his cheek, a thrill ran down his shoulder.

The bastard grabbed Choi Seol-woo’s chin so he couldn’t avoid the beating. The warmth he felt at his fingertips gave him goosebumps. He was more worried about the shock to his head than the stinging pain that felt like his skin was being torn apart. Choi Seol-woo looked at Kang Jong-hyeok’s eyes, which were paralyzed with faint madness. He must have had this expression when he assaulted the staff at the club.

He was already losing and going crazy.

Choi Seol-woo was already the winner when he destroyed them. Choi Seol-woo laughed at their going crazy.

“Reflect on why you were kicked out of here when you were supposed to be hitting me. How did all your sins end up on the internet? Who did those sins? Put your hand on your heart and think about it, even if it’s spilled milk.”

Seol-woo shook off the guy’s hand hard and headed for the stairs. It didn’t seem like it would end like this. He thought a kick would fly to his back or a slipper would hit the back of his head. Unexpectedly, the hand that grabbed Choi Seol-woo was the one grabbing his neck.

Kang Jong-hyuk grabbed Choi Seol-woo’s neck and pushed him down the stairs. It would be more appropriate to say that he threw him. Choi Seol-woo hit her shoulder hard on the stairs and fell, rolling down a few steps.

The guy who was standing on top of Choi Seol-woo who had fallen grabbed her neck. He seemed to have grabbed her lightly, but his grip was strong. Because he had blocked her windpipe, she was suffocated in an instant and her face turned red.

“What’s wrong with Daeyoung hyung being abroad? I have to run over and whine to get sucked and then watch over him. Right? Too bad, that bastard Won Daeyoung, on the day he returns home, I won’t be at this fucking hyungil high school, whether I go to a faraway school or go abroad.”

The unpleasant smell of cigarettes wafted from the bastard’s uniform. His unbridled eyes were gleaming with madness.

“And you’re fucking annoying right now....”

Overwhelmed by his instinct to find ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ even a modicum of self-respect, the bastard shoved the front of his slipper into Seolwoo’s mouth.

“Bite it down well. Don’t let your mouth burst.”

Immediately after he finished speaking, a strong impact struck his left eye. It was as if a rock had hit his head with a bang.

Thud! The impact that made his eyeball pop out was followed by the pain of his eyebrow bone and cheekbone being crushed. At the same time, a sharp pain spread from the back of his head where he had hit the wall hard. My whole head was freezing.

Choi Seol-woo roughly swung his legs. Kang Jong-hyuk, whose posture was messed up, staggered and knelt down two steps below. Even so, the guy didn’t let go of the hand that was holding his neck. His face was bleeding so much that it felt like it was going to burst. The slipper that had popped out from the impact of the fist that had swung at his left eye was rolling down the stairs.

Teacher! Come out! I wanted to scream, but it was impossible now that I couldn’t even breathe.

Then, a heavy fist hit my left cheek. My head hit the stairs hard because the guy had swung his fist downward. An excruciating pain came to my right ear that had been hit by the stairs.

Tinnitus engulfed my head. I couldn’t hear anything, and everything was dark before my eyes. I thought I was underwater, but blood was rising in my nose. With a thud, a light stream of blood flowed down my lips.

“I’ve wanted to beat you up from the beginning, this face. Grab it.”

The word “catch” seemed to be said to his friend. It was an attempt to pressure Choi Seol-woo, who was desperately struggling with both legs. Choi Seol-woo grabbed the ankles of his friend who was approaching him with both hands and pulled him down with all his might.

He saw the guy who was foolishly falling on his butt. His whole body twisted painfully as he suffocated. Kang Jong-hyuk, who had been holding Seol-woo’s neck to the limit, let go and grabbed Choi Seol-woo’s hair. His weight was put on the slippers that were firmly stepping on Seol-woo’s arms.

“Ugh...! Teacher! Come out! Teacher!”

He took advantage of the gap and shouted. The buzzing sound of the bell signaling break time came in. Kang Jong-hyuk let go of his hand, cursing in a regretful voice.

It was only two assaults, but he couldn’t easily escape the shock. If he was hit a few more times, his scalp would burst and his skull would fill with blood. An unconscious fear made his muscles stiffen all over his body.

But one strange thing was,

This fear was less scary than the fear Won Dae-young felt when he tried to leave the two-story house... .

Choi Seol-woo pulled himself together, sat up, and leaned his back against the wall. Kang Jong-hyuk bent down and whispered.

“By tomorrow, use the skill you used to steal our phones to steal Ha Young-seo’s phone. I’ll spread the secret account photos or whatever and make her screwed up too. Then I’ll keep the story about your thatched house to myself, okay?”

“.......”

In a world where truth is a weakness, Choi Seol-woo and Won Dae-young built a stage with lies. However, they still thought that it wasn’t Seol-woo’s fault. In a world that made them tell lies, Choi Seol-woo and Won Dae-young just wanted to live well.

Won Dae-young gave them a whistle to use at times like this. If they don’t, the whistle man in Poland will come. Seol-woo laughed to himself.

A scream erupted from the boys and girls who had poured out of the classroom. Kang Jong-hyuk finally let go of Seol-woo’s uniform collar and stood up. The teachers who ran out scolded the guy who was shaking his hands and retreating, but he didn’t even listen since he had already been forced to transfer.

A loud, clear voice rang out from the crowd.

“What are you doing, seriously! Do you know that all the kids at our school think you’re crazy? You crazy kid!”

It was Ha Young-seo. Kang Jong-hyuk and his friend whistled, mocking Ha Young-seo who was getting angry out of spite. They even teased her by saying, “You’re crying beautifully...?”

Choi Seol-woo staggered to his feet. When Ha Young-seo tried to help him up, he declined, but another male student came over and put his arm around his shoulder. He was the student council president. He also expressed his anger at Kang Jong-hyuk in a stern voice. “I know there's no one in this school.” The friend of Kang Jong -hyuk, who was surrounded by Choi Seol -woo, said, “Hey?” The left eye was swollen and the blood was hidden. Still, his left eye and cheekbone were cold and throbbing. His breathing was getting harder and harder, and his fingertips and toes were losing their senses, so Seol-woo completely leaned on the student council president and closed his eyes. It would be better to look like he had fainted than to just open his eyes and stop working.

“The teacher called 119. I’ll take you to the infirmary. Just stay there until the ambulance comes.”

“Wait. Just a moment.”

Choi Seol-woo, who had barely opened his eyes, waved his hand at Ha Yeong-seo.

“Yeong-seo. Just a moment. Come here.”

“Why! Why are you doing that?”

“Don’t tell Hyung about this.”

“What...?”

“Don’t tell Dae-young about this right now. He has five minutes to finish the finals. You should also stop the other kids... and... don’t send them pictures.”

“No...! Are you talking about Dae-young right now? Seol-woo, you’re....”

“No! Huh? Make sure they don’t find out, okay....”

The vibrating sound from the phone in his pocket kept ringing. It was clearly a video call request from Won Dae-young, but he couldn’t answer it. Choi Seol-woo closed his eyes, feeling his breathing rapidly fading.

Dae-young. It’s okay. Those guys are already finished.

So win and come back... .

Curse. I’ve definitely done it.

Even until the moment his brain’s electrical signals stopped working properly and he lost consciousness, all he could think about was the 400m final.

Choi Seol-woo opened his eyes in the emergency room. It was the first time he had malfunctioned in front of so many people, so he was worried, but thanks to his homeroom teacher quietly informing the paramedics about his illness, the students who were there accepted that he had fainted from the shock of the assault and moved on.

The smell of disinfectant stung his nose and his cheekbones ached. The cast around his neck made it difficult to move. I hesitated to look in the mirror, and when I looked at my face on the screen of my phone, my heart sank. My left eye was particularly swollen and bruises were spreading across my cheek.

Mrs. Choi fought, holding onto her phone and yelling at the emergency room to leave. Even as the police came and went, she was furious.

“How can you compare this to assault, you bastards? Social murder? If you were scared of that, you shouldn’t have done something that would make you suffer like that. Isn’t that attempted murder when you use your money to hire people to train athletes who will later bring glory to the nation? You made up stories. What did you do? Your son didn’t do all that. You reap what you sow. Why are you talking nonsense? Are you both stupid? Any fool can do that election, you idiot! You’ll never reach an agreement, and I’ll tell the whole world, so go all the way! Go!”

Every word was harsh and vicious. Lying in bed, Seol-woo was proud of Mrs. Choi who was swearing at Kang Jong-hyeok's parents. At the same time, he felt sorry to see Mrs. Choi's heart breaking. But he still does not regret spreading their conversation. He absolutely, absolutely does not regret it.