Kang Chan tilted his head while coming down from the eleventh-graders’ building.

Would they have asked him for this kind of favor if he hadn’t run into them on the roof? If they wouldn’t have, then that just meant they only clung to Kang Chan because he appeared when he could be of use to them.

‘Tsk! That’s nothing.’

Everything would come to light once he had gone there.

The next problem was lunch, which he could do nothing about. If the kids scattered while he ate, it would be hopeless.

“Stay here for a moment,” Kang Chan told the students.

Kang Chan went into the athletics club room and briefly told Seok Kang-Ho about what happened.

“Ah, that. Those dickheads always do this when we’re busy. This will only tire you out at this rate, especially if they also reveal what happened at Tron Square recently,” Seok Kang-Ho said.

“Still, they did say they’re going to put a complete stop to the bullying.”

“You believe that?”

“Do you think I’m stupid?”

“Then let’s just ignore them. You’re only acting like that because you have no idea...