I Became the Student Council President of Academy City

Chapter 52.2



Chapter 52.2

Chapter 52 (Continued)

Hana’s eyes welled up with tears as she tried hard to hold them back.

“Hey, she’s crying.”

“She’s crying already?”

The male student laughed as he began unbuttoning Hana’s shirt.

“We still have more to do....”

Boom!

“Huh?”

Suddenly, there was a loud noise from a cleaning supply cabinet.

Everyone’s eyes turned to the cabinet.

A moment of silence filled the abandoned classroom.

Then.

Bang!

The cabinet door burst open, and something shot out, lunging at the male student who was unbuttoning Hana’s shirt.

“Gah!”

A gloved fist connected squarely with the male student’s face.

Crunch!!

Boom!!

Unnatural sounds filled the room, followed by near-explosive impacts.

The male student’s body rolled violently across the floor, crashing into the wall.

“Ugh...”

The male student bled profusely from his nose, which was clearly broken.

Everyone present was shocked.

The one who threw the punch was a male student wearing the Disciplinary Committee Leader’s armband.

It was Ahn Woo-jin, the Disciplinary Committee Leader of Ahsung High School.

Woo-jin quickly approached the male student who had been hit and kicked his face.

Crunch!!

A chilling sound echoed through the classroom.

The sole of Woo-jin’s shoe pressed into the male student’s face, causing a crack to form in the wall behind his head.

Immediately, the male student’s arm went limp. Even though he had enhanced his body with magic, he couldn’t withstand the force and fell unconscious.

“Pathetic.”

Woo-jin’s voice was low and calm.

So-Jeong and her boyfriend were frozen in fear. They hadn’t expected such an unexpected presence to burst out from the cabinet. Who could have imagined it?

They were certain they couldn’t escape.

Trying to outrun Woo-jin was like a turtle trying to outrun a cheetah on land.

Still stepping on the male student’s face, Woo-jin’s gaze shifted. From under the brim of his cap, his shadowed eyes glared at So-Jeong like a predator.

She flinched, trembling, and instinctively took a step back.

“Eek!”

Thud!

She tripped over the girl she had been sitting on.

“How... How did you...? Were you hiding in there...? What?”

So-Jeong was bewildered, her mind conjuring impossible scenarios.

Woo-jin, having predicted her actions from the start, had waited with glaring eyes in the narrow cabinet of the abandoned classroom, his face filled with menacing determination like something out of a horror movie.

Why Woo-jin had been in the cabinet and why he had stayed silent until now was beyond understanding.

But now wasn’t the time for such thoughts.

“Disciplinary Committee Leader...?”

So-Jeong’s boyfriend’s face turned pale. He too was clueless about what was happening.

Woo-jin offered no explanation.

He had simply used his space-jumping ability to reach the cabinet.

First, he jumped inside the building, closed the distance to the abandoned classroom, set the coordinates precisely, and executed the jump.

No one in the classroom knew about Woo-jin’s unique ability to jump through space, as no one except Oh Baek-seo had witnessed it during his battle with Han Seo-jin.

Most students had only seen a massive flash of light, so no one in the abandoned classroom realized Woo-jin’s ability allowed him to traverse space.

The boy’s voice was cut off instantly.

“Carrying a weapon is a special assault crime. Swinging it at me means you’ll receive aggravated punishment.”

Woo-jin’s chilling tone fell over the room. His cold voice made even the skin tingle.

So-Jeong, with a face drenched in tears and fear, and Hana, with a bewildered expression, looked at Woo-jin.

‘That’s right... I saw it on the internet.’

Hana recalled stories she had seen about Ahsung Middle School. One male student was often mentioned.

Ahn Woo-jin’s name was overshadowed only by the city-level figure, Oh Baek-seo.

Even in middle school, Woo-jin was well-known.

A symbol of fear at Ahsung Middle School.

A cold-blooded and eccentric personality with sharp, predatory eyes.

As the Disciplinary Committee Leader, he enforced school rules with excessive violence.

Yet, his exceptional skills earned him respect and trust, securing his position within the committee.

Now, he actively eradicated crime, having defeated the villain organization Anomia early in his tenure as the Disciplinary Committee Leader.

He even captured one of the six notorious criminals, establishing almost legendary status.

Confronting Woo-jin with pride was essentially suicidal for So-Jeong.

Woo-jin’s sharp eyes turned back to So-Jeong.

“Please... Please spare me....”

So-Jeong pleaded, feeling like an idiot for her earlier rage.

This wasn’t the time to accuse Woo-jin of excessive force. That was insanity. She should have been submissive from the start, she realized too late.

Accusing Woo-jin of excessive force and planning to backstab him afterward was also absurd.

Woo-jin had been awarded Platinum Mileage twice for his significant achievements.

In all that time, his excessive force had never been an issue. Ahsung High supported him.

“......”

Woo-jin approached So-Jeong, reaching into her jacket pocket.

“What... What are you doing...?”

He pulled out a dagger.

When he unsheathed it, the blade reflected the moonlight. It was a dagger with an embedded magic circuit.

Despite being thrown, So-Jeong’s jacket had felt stiff on one side, and seeing the male student draw a dagger, Woo-jin had been certain So-Jeong was also armed.

“School violence, group bullying, special crimes. Quite a package.”

“T-That’s...!”

So-Jeong instinctively reached for the dagger.

Thud!

Woo-jin struck her head, and she finally passed out.

A stillness settled over the room.

When Woo-jin’s gaze turned to Hana, she swallowed nervously.

“Are you alright?”

“Yes, yes....”

When Woo-jin approached and offered his hand, Hana took it and stood up.

“I’ll need your statement later.”

“Okay....”

Hana nodded cautiously, feeling a mix of fear and respect towards Woo-jin.

***

“I finally succeeded in setting the coordinates correctly.”

After leaving the cleanup to the Disciplinary Committee lieutenant, who was on duty, Woo-jin took Geumyang to a late-night udon restaurant.

“I expected it to take at least two months. You achieved it faster than I thought.”

Geumyang leaned her chin on her hand, asking.

“Do you have a feel for it now?”

Snap.

Woo-jin created a small crack above his finger, grasped it, and released it.

Having successfully set the coordinates for the first time, he felt a sense of accomplishment.

“...It feels good.”

He nodded.

Thanks to this success, he felt he was finally getting the hang of setting coordinates, just as Geumyang had suggested.


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