Fighting, Song Jin Hee! (Extra Chapter)
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E-MAIL FROM THE ADMINISTRATION OFFICE, Empire Academy:
This is to inform everyone about the upcoming Outside School of Grades 11 and 12. Everyone’s attendance is mandatory, especially to the graduating class.
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Soo Pyo’s eyes slowly opened when he heard his phone buzzing. Pulling his white headphones off (that has been off for god knows when), he picked his phone up and checked the e-mail he received.
The side of his lips suddenly shot up.
“Bold of them to assume I’m going,” he, then, put his phone back on the side table and plugged his headphones and listened to Maroon 5’s songs.
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Squinting his eyes open, Jeong Suk scanned his phone and saw an e-mail coming from their school. As he finished reading, he couldn’t help but snort.
“They’re so persistent.”
“Who’s that, babe?” he turned his head to the woman beside him, kissing his bare shoulder up to his neck.
“Nothing, babe. It’s not really important,” he said and in a few seconds, he’s already on top of the woman. “Up to another round?”
The woman giggled as a response as she snaked her arms on Jeong Suk’s neck and as the latter kissed her back, he also let his phone fall on the ground as the bed creaked and shook.
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Woo Shin felt his phone vibrating in his jean’s pocket. After taking a photo of the crimson afternoon sky, he put his camera down and fished his phone out of his pocket.
“Hmm,” he hummed after reading the e-mail that he received. He let out a snort, returned his phone inside his pocket and continued taking pictures around him.
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Joo Hyuk is too busy having so many kills in PUBG to the point that he even threw his phone on the floor when it kept on vibrating on his table.
“Chicken dinner! I will have my Chicken dinner tonight, you motherfuckers!” he yelled in front of his PC as he kept on killing his opponents on his way.
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♪ So listen, baby
You are the one I want, you are the one I need
You are the one that makes my heart beat like this~ ♪
“KNIGHTS we love you!”
Tae Yang stopped strumming his guitar and managed to wave at their fangirls who were screaming their names, his name on their hearts' content. He gave them her dashing smile as he strummed his guitar while showcasing his beautiful, angel-like vocals to their fans.
His band’s manager and classmate, Choi Eun Jae couldn’t wipe the smile off his face while seeing the concert venue in *full house. He actually expected it since KNIGHTS is one of the biggest and brightest K-Pop group in this generation but he couldn’t actually deny that he’s happy seeing the first-ever boy group that he managed will be huge like this. (*full house – it is when the concert venue is full with no empty seats that are not taken.)
“Tae Yang and the others are shining onstage. They’re just a sub-unit performing but they still made the concert venue in full house,” the concert producer commented.
“You will not gonna expect less to my boys,” Eun Jae responded proudly that made the producer chuckled.
Eun Jae felt the two phones vibrating in his both pockets—the left one is Tae Yang’s phone and the right one is his. He fished those phones out of his pockets and he first opened his e-mail.
“Boy, do they really expect we’ll attend? Tae Yang is having a comeback next month,” he muttered to himself.
“Sir, is everything okay?” the producer asked.
“Ah, yes. Don’t mind me,” he responded as he kept the phones back to his pockets and continued watching Tae Yang and the others.
♪ There’s no need to worry, I’ll be by your side ~ ♪
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“We delivered strong financial and operating results. Casa Odyssey Finance generated earnings of 2.7 trillion won in 20xx compared to 1.9 trillion won in 20xx. We maintained an industry-leading return on capital employed of 21% up from 17% in 20xx. That’s even more impressive when you consider that last year saw record investment in capital growth projects…”
Sang Woo felt his phone vibrating while he’s listening to the annual report of their family’s company. When he saw that his father is focused on the PowerPoint presentation, he sneakily looked at his phone and read the e-mail. He just sighed silently when he saw that it’s not an important e-mail so he just turned off his phone and opened the folder in front of him while listening to the presentation.
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“Finally, I’m done!” Jung Soo beamed as he looked at the finished product of the dish that he’s been studying for an hour to cook. “This Risotto Milanese looks good,” he chuckled to himself as he looked at his i-PAD again. “Huh, should I make pasta too? Hmm… should I make Pasta Con Pomodoro E Basilico?” he hummed in approval and started cooking once again, totally ignoring the e-mail on his phone inside his slack’s pocket.
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“Pres, have you read the e-mail already?”
Ha Neul turned his swivel chair and put the newspaper he’s reading on his table. “Yes.”
“It’s mandatory, they say. Are you planning to go?”
Ha Neul’s left brow slightly moved. “You sounded like you wanna go.”
“I actually… ah, nevermind. Are you planning to go?”
“I’m not going,” he responded as he drank his black coffee.
“But you’re the school council’s president—”
“I’m too busy to go. I have a business venture to attend with my father next month. We have a new investor in Hawaii. And besides, that camp is too childish for me.”
“Well, if that’s the case, then I’m not going as well.”
Ha Neul couldn’t help but smirk. “You’re such a loyal puppy to me, Ahn Suk Hwan.”
“I-I’m not! I just also don’t wanna go there! It’s too childish for my liking too!”
“Hmm… as you say so.”
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“Hey, hey, Woong-ah! Dae Woong-ah!” Eui Chul grinned as he sat in front of DaeWoong who’s now playing chess on his own. “I received an e-mail!”
“From whom? From your favorite book author?” the latter asked, moving the white knight.
“No,” he showed the phone screen to Dae Woong. “From Empire Academy. Have you received one?”
“I haven’t opened my phone yet. What does it say?” he asked as he moved the black pawn.
“It says…” Eui Chul started to read the said e-mail. “ ‘This is to inform everyone about the upcoming Outside School of Grades 11 and 12. Everyone’s attendance is mandatory especially to the graduating class.’ Graduating class, so it means it’s us! Are you going, huh? Woong-ah?”
“I’m not going,” the latter answered. “I’m not really fond of camps and besides, there’s another chess competition outside Korea. I need to practice on that.”
“We can’t?” Dae Woong’s eyes settled on Eui Chul who’s now looking at him like a clueless puppy.
“Why? Do you wanna go?” he asked.
Eui Chul shook his head, even showcasing his shoulder-length hair. For a man, he’s really good-looking on his long hair. “If you’re not going then I’m not going.”
Dae Woong snorted in response as he moved the black knight just in front of the white knight.
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After reading the e-mail he received, Ryuuji puts his phone down the table, just beside the teacup. Looking at the window of his room, he caressed his rabbit’s smooth fur.
“*Ikanaiyo. Boku wa ikuriyūganai…” he muttered to himself while looking at the sky. (*Translation: I’m not going. There’s no reason for me to go.)
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“On your marks.”
The sexy Race Flag Girl who’s wearing just a super-short skirt and a blue crop top revealing her blue bra showcasing her cleavage walked in front of Chan Yeol and Han Sol’s cars. She, then, gestured her both hands to make them go closer to the starting line.
“Are you ready?” the Race Flag Girl shouted at the white car which Han Sol earned and the latter responded with a starting engine. She then pointed the black car Chan Yeol owned and asked the same question. Chan Yeol also responded with his roaring engine and threw a smirk on Han Sol which Han Sol responded with a proud wink.
The Race Flag Girl danced a little while waving the green flag. As soon as she put the green flag down, she shouted, “Go!”
Like a speed of light, Han Sol and Chan Yeol raced their cars that the audience only saw the dust on the road. Some cheered for Han Sol and some of them cheered for Chan Yeol.
Han Sol is the one leading in the race, making him smirk on his side mirror just to see Chan Yeol tailing him from behind.
Chan Yeol’s eyes settled on his car’s speedometer before looking at Han Sol whom, he bet, is smirking smugly at him.
“Don’t be so confident, Koo Han Sol,” he smirked and as he pulled his gear shift, he maneuvered his steering wheel and like a speed of light, he passed on Han Sol, making him pass the finish line first. Han Sol followed him afterwards.
Chan Yeol gone out of his car and saw Han Sol gone out of his car while shaking his head. The latter walked towards him and gave him a high-five.
“Dude, you no mercy. You beat me for three times already,” Han Sol shook his head, chuckling at his defeat.
“I told you already, you can’t fucking beat this Hwang Chan Yeol when it comes to car racing. I’m a pro, y’know?” Chan Yeol said smugly.
Han Sol rolled his eyes playfully. “Yeah right, whatever. Ah, by the way. Did you read the e-mail?”
“What e-mail?” Chan Yeol asked as he bit the collar of his jacket and pulled the zipper open.
Han Sol fished his phone out of his pocket and tapped his e-mail app and read the e-mail that he mentioned. “Empire Academy’s e-mail. It says the attendance of that Outside School is mandatory. We have to go whether we like it or not since we’re one of the graduating class.”
Chan Yeol snorted after he took off his jacket. “They’ve been like that since we’re in the seventh grade. And just because they’re fucking threatening us doesn’t mean I’m gonna quiver in fear and follow them. I’m not fucking going,” he said and as he threw his sweaty jacket to one of the girls screaming his name, he went back inside his car.
“Welp,” Han Sol muttered as he shrugged and put his phone inside his pocket. “I’m not going either.”
He went back inside his car and he followed Chan Yeol’s car out of the drag race track.
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“The Outside School, huh?” Ryeo Wook muttered as soon as he read the e-mail on his phone.
“You received the e-mail too?” Min Seok asked while opening his bottled water and drank. They just finished practicing basketball with their other teammates. He finished the drink with a quick moan before looking back at Ryeo Wook. “Are you going, captain?”
Ryeo Wook deleted the e-mail and as soon as he put his phone back at his bag, he passed the ball he’s holding to Min Seok. “Don’t have plans for it.”
“To be honest, I wanna go,” Min Seok said. “But as much as I wanna go, I can’t. I have a business to attend with my dad next month.”
Ryeo Wook stared blankly at the latter before turning his back and returned to the court. Min Seok just shrugged when he received zero response to Ryeo Wook and followed him.
“Break’s over! Proceed to the court right now!”
“Yes, captain!”
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The galloping and the wind’s breeze are the things Baek Hyeon heard while riding his horse on the wide field their family owns. He just indulged himself maneuvering his horse and sensing the peace around him.
“Woah, woah,” when he felt that his horse needs to take a break, he slowly maneuvered his horse to stop which made his horse neigh and snort before it stopped.
“Leo seems excited seeing you, *juin-nim. It’s been a while since you last visited the ranch and run on the fields with him,” Mr. Gong, the Yoon’s ranch’s caretaker commented. “And you still look dashing wearing Equestrian.” (*juin-nim means master in Korean.)
Baek Hyeon silently went down from his horse and took off his helmet and gave it to one of his butlers along with the riding crop he’s holding. He, then, tapped the horse’s cheek in which the horse responded lovingly by poking his cheek using its nose. “I know.”
“*Juin-nim,” Baek Hyeon’s eyes settled on Mr. Choi, his personal butler, who’s now holding his phone. “There’s an e-mail.”
Baek Hyeon took off his right gloves to hold his phone and opened the said e-mail. His usual blank face became more and more deadpan after reading it. Without a word, he threw his phone on the garbage can just beside them and took his left glove off. “Mr. Choi.”
“Ye, juin-nim?”
“I’ll be going to Thailand today. Dad commanded me to go there to check our branch there so tell my personal pilot to prepare the jet.”
“Ye, juin-nim.”
“And buy me a new phone,” the former added. “The older one keeps on receiving unnecessary texts and e-mails. It’s disturbing me.”
Mr. Choi bowed in response. “Ye, juin-nim.”
Without a word, BaekHyeon left them and went to their mansion to change his clothes.
“I absolutely have no time in that Outside School bullcrap.”
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“Sankon Tetsuo!”
“Inuyasha, osuwari!”
Jin Hee didn’t know how many times she already sighed. Last night, she’s already confident that she could convince those eighteen boys and was about to plan a strategy to convince them.
But she ended up watching anime because she just lost her confidence a few hours ago when she recalled how nasty her classmates’ attitudes are.
“From Nam Soo Pyo to Yoon Baek Hyeon…” Jin Hee sighed. “They’re all rotten rich brats and base on their attitudes alone…” she sighed and leaned on her bed. “It is impossible for me to convince them. Haah~ Omeeojjeuggaing?”
“Why are you sitting on the floor?” Jin Hee’s head shot up on Mama Shin who just entered her room holding the hanger of her clean uniform. “Why the long face?”
“Ah, sukbu—I mean, gomo!” she stood up to greet him and get her uniform from him. “You should’ve called me so I could be the one who will get this from the dryer.”
“*Ah, geokjeongma, gwaenchana. I know you’re tried from school and from helping me in the restaurant. It’s Sunday today so of course, you need to relax so you have energy tomorrow!” Mama Shin grinned at her. (*Don’t worry, it’s okay.)
“Right…” Jin Hee muttered. Right, tomorrow. I’ll be convincing my classmates to join the Outside School starting tomorrow.
Will I be able to convince them all in two weeks?
“I don’t know what are you thinking right now and I won’t force you to spill it to me either but,” Jin Hee’s eyes settled on Mama Shin once again. “Whatever it is, I know you can do it and I will be always here to support you.”
Jin Hee’s face suddenly lit up. Those words are just simple but those are already enough to encourage her.
“Hwaiting, Song Jin Hee!”
Jin Hee nodded as she grinned at her uncle. “Yes, I will.”
“That’s my girl,” Mama Shin winked at her and after he patted her head, he went out of her room.
Gomawo, sukbu.
JinHee's eyes settled on the list on her study table.
The list of the names of those 18 boys.
Two weeks. I will definitely convince them.