“That bastard. Forcing himself on a defenseless woman?” Alister muttered, clenching his fists. His gaze sharpened. His breathing grew heavy, blood simmering with fury.He stepped forward, emerging from the shadows of the night and approaching the scene.“Hey! Let her go.”Rudi turned sharply, his expression twisted in anger.“Who the hell are you?! Stay out of grown-up business!” he barked.Clara, who had looked completely hopeless moments ago, now looked up and froze as she recognized the figure standing under the streetlamp. The leather jacket, the piercing eyes, that air of danger and mystery.“Alister?” she whispered in disbelief.Alister walked closer, sliding both hands into his jacket pockets. His posture was relaxed, but there was a dangerous tension in every step.“I don’t like repeating myself,” he said coolly. “Let. Her. Go.”Rudi sneered. “Trying to be a hero, kid? You really wanna throw hands with me?”Alister shrugged casually. “I’m good. The real question is, will you m

The bell rang, echoing through the school hallways, signaling the end of class. A chorus of chatter filled the air as students scrambled to pack up and rush out of the classroom. Alister calmly reached for his bag and started to rise from his seat.But before he could stand, a small hand gently held his arm.Instinctively, Alister glanced at the hand with a piercing gaze. The noise outside the classroom seemed to fade under the sudden tension hanging between them.“Ah… sorry!” Yoona quickly apologized, realizing her mistake. Alister clearly wasn’t someone who welcomed uninvited physical contact.He said nothing for a moment, eyes sharp and unreadable.“What is it?” he asked flatly. His voice was low, but it carried a quiet intensity that made Yoona swallow hard. Those eyes... so mysterious.She quickly withdrew her hand and forced an awkward smile, trying to ease the tension she had created. “Oh, um… I just…”Alister kept staring, offering no help in breaking the silence.“I’m still n

“Hey…”Alister’s voice called out, causing Yoona to stop in her tracks and turn around.“‘Hey’? We already introduced ourselves yesterday. My name’s Yoona, not ‘Hey,’” she snapped.Alister exhaled through his nose but said nothing in return. He simply crossed his arms and stared at her with his usual flat expression.Yoona raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms too. “What? You want to thank me for helping you earlier?”“Why did you do it?” Alister finally asked. His tone wasn’t angry—just… confused.Yoona shrugged casually. “I just got tired of listening to that security guard rant. Besides, you were just standing there like a statue. I kinda felt sorry for you.”Alister narrowed his eyes. “Sorry for me?”“Yeah. You looked like some innocent kid getting blamed for something you didn’t even do.”Alister stepped a little closer. “I’m not an innocent kid.”Yoona didn’t flinch. “And I’m not someone who gets scared easily. So don’t bother thanking me.”They stared at each other for a few m

“Reino…” Alister muttered under his breath, his jaw tightening beneath his helmet.His old rival stood tall, swinging his helmet casually in one hand like he didn’t have a care in the world. His hair was a mess, eyes sharp and brimming with challenge, and that arrogant smirk on his lips made the air around them feel even heavier.“Word spreads fast, Ray,” Reino said with a mocking tone. “The genius transfer student trying to play mysterious. Did you really think people forgot who you used to be?”Alister remained silent. Reino was one of the few who knew his former identity.One of Reino’s lackeys lit a cigarette and chuckled. “Come on, Reino. Let’s remind him who the real king of the streets is.”“What do you want?” Alister finally spoke, his voice cold. But behind the helmet, his eyes burned like embers ready to ignite.Reino stepped closer, just inches from Alister’s motorcycle.“I just came to invite you to a little reunion. A race. You and me—tonight. If you win, you walk away. I

The classroom grew quieter as the final bell rang, signaling the start of the lunch break. Some students had already left for the cafeteria, while others remained seated, opening lunch boxes or playing on their phones. Alister sat alone at his desk, staring at his phone screen without really focusing. His mind was still preoccupied with Yoona... and her connection to Reino.Suddenly, heavy footsteps echoed from the corridor, drawing the attention of the few students who remained in class. The sound of shoes pounding the floor was rhythmic and bold—like someone taking command of a stage.A voice rang out, loud and full of challenge.“Alister!”Alister didn’t immediately turn. He recognized the voice—one he had ignored hundreds of times before. But this time felt different. The footsteps grew closer, and that familiar arrogant aura spread like poison in the air.A large-built guy with cropped hair dyed partly blond stood right in front of Alister’s desk. Behind him, two equally muscular