I'll handle those bastards

"You mentioned leaving the academy this morning. So, have you made up your mind?" Hyun Soo asked, leaning casually against the counter as he watched Min Jun expertly chop vegetables.

Min Jun glanced up briefly, then returned his focus to the task at hand. "I won't leave," he said firmly. "You were right. It's become my dream too, somehow. I was just in a bad headspace when I said those things earlier." He set the knife aside and turned on the stove, adding oil to the pan before tossing in the chopped vegetables.

Hyun Soo stepped closer, draping an arm over Min Jun's shoulder. His gaze was intense but reassuring. "I'll handle those bastards for you," he said, his voice low but resolute. "I'll make sure nothing happens to you. And don't even think about stopping me."

Min Jun chuckled softly, the warmth in Hyun Soo's tone bringing a smile to his face. "Alright," he said, surrendering with a lighthearted tone. "But for now, sit at the table and let me handle this."