One week later, in the heart of Seoul A secret meeting was held among the nation's politicians and elites. The atmosphere in the room was heavy, as if something far greater than an ordinary discussion was taking place.
Back in the Classroom Seung Min sat with a bandage on his head, alongside Dae Hyun, Jae Hoon, and Jin Ho. The recent events still weighed on them, especially the truth behind Death Card Game.
Jae Hoon spoke up, explaining what Shin Kyung had told them the day before.
"The Death Card Game isn't just some ordinary game… It's a political experiment controlled by the country's politicians and elite figures," he said seriously.
"And worse…" he added, "No one can stop it."
Seung Min clenched his fists, his eyes filled with restrained anger.
"So, are we supposed to just sit back and let this continue?" he asked.
Dae Hyun shifted the topic. "By the way… Where's Hae Jin?"
Jae Hoon frowned. "Who's Hae Jin?"
Jin Ho smirked slightly. "That's a secret."
Seung Min lowered his head. "Maybe he's already gone… and the real Kieran has returned."
Jae Hoon looked even more confused. "What do you mean?"
Meanwhile Jin Seok sat in his classroom, silent. Next to him, Shin Kyung seemed deep in thought as well.
When lunchtime arrived, they headed to the cafeteria. Lee So Mi and Yoon Ha Rin joined them.
"Where's Hae Jin?" Yoon Ha Rin asked curiously.
Suddenly, someone entered the room.
A young man wearing a hooded jacket, his face partially hidden, carrying a notebook. His steps were calm, but his presence felt different.
It was the real Kieran.
He grabbed some food and flipped through the notebook Hae Jin had left for him.
After reading a few lines, he walked toward Seung Min and spoke in a quiet but firm voice.
"He's gone."
Everyone turned to look at him.
"Let me join you," he continued. "This was Hae Jin's final wish."
Jae Hoon and Ryo exchanged glances, their confusion deepening.
Why hadn't they been told about this before?
Meanwhile At his office, Joo Hyuk tapped his fingers impatiently on the desk, his sharp eyes locked on the laptop screen. Lines of data and reports scrolled past, but his mind was elsewhere. Something wasn't adding up.
Elsewhere, Min Joon, now out of prison, stepped into a car without a word. He sat in silence, watching the city lights blur past the window. There was no emotion on his face—only cold calculation.
Back to Seung Min At the cafeteria, Jin Seok walked over to the food counter, took his meal, and sat down to eat. His movements were slow and deliberate, as if he was lost in thought.
Behind him, a group of students entered. Jin Woo, Do Jin, Tae Hwan, and Ki Seok trailed in, their presence noticeable.
From the side, Shin Kyung observed them carefully before stepping forward. His expression was cold as he addressed them.
"Move aside."
His voice was firm, leaving no room for argument.
The group hesitated for a moment, exchanging uneasy glances. But one by one, they stepped back. The tension in the air remained thick.
Jin Seok, still eating, didn't even bother to look up.
Whispers spread across the cafeteria.
"Why didn't Jin Seok transfer?"
"I heard Min Joon was moving to Seoul, right?"
But amidst the gossip, the very person they were talking about appeared. Min Joon, dressed in his school uniform with a black jacket and cap, walked into the cafeteria with a calm yet imposing presence.
Without hesitation, he sat directly across from Jin Seok.
The room fell silent. Even at Seung Min's table, everyone stopped talking, watching the tense moment unfold.
Jin Seok met Min Joon's gaze with a neutral expression before finally asking,
"Why are you here? Didn't you already transfer?"
Min Joon's voice was quiet but sharp.
"Did you really think I'd just leave without settling everything first?"
Shin Kyung, who had been watching closely, leaned back in his chair, his eyes sharp with suspicion.
"Don't cause any more trouble, you little brat. Things are already complicated enough," he said, his tone a mix of warning and disdain.
Min Joon smirked.
"Trouble? I'm here to end it."
The tension in the cafeteria thickened. All eyes were on them.
Min Joon stood up.
Jin Seok, who had initially remained seated, finally rose as well. His appetite was completely gone.
Without warning, a loud slap landed on Min Joon's face.
SMACK!
The entire cafeteria fell silent.
"Enough with the games, Min Joon," Jin Seok's voice rang through the room—calm, but sharp. "I've had enough of this. Don't push me to take things further and make everything crumble to pieces. Even everyone here could get caught in the mess!"
His eyes burned with restrained fury.
"I'm already fed up with Father, and now you? What do you want?!" Jin Seok glared at Min Joon. "You think you can just walk over me as you please? Don't forget who I am, Min Joon. If you push me, you'll be the one who ends up completely destroyed."
Though his tone was controlled, the pressure in his words was so intense that everyone in the cafeteria could feel it.
Dae Hyun, Jin Ho, Jae Hoon, and Seung Min stopped eating. All of them stared tensely at the two brothers now facing each other in the middle of the cafeteria.
Jin Ho swallowed hard before whispering, "This… is getting crazy, right?"
Dae Hyun nodded slightly. "I've never seen Jin Seok lose his temper like this before."
Seung Min, still seated with a bandage on his head, clenched his fists. He knew that if Jin Seok was speaking this way, things had already escalated beyond control.
Jae Hoon glanced at Shin Kyung, who was sitting calmly across from them. Unlike the others, he had a small smirk on his face, as if he was waiting to see what would happen next.
"You're not going to step in?" Jae Hoon asked.
Shin Kyung merely shrugged. "Why would I? This is a family matter. Besides, Min Joon needs to be reminded who's really in charge."
Seung Min exhaled deeply.
"I just hope this doesn't end up getting worse..."
Amid the tension, Min Joon finally lifted his head, locking eyes with Jin Seok, who still stood in front of him with an icy expression.
Kieran stood up from his seat and walked toward Jin Seok and Min Joon, who were still facing each other. With a relaxed expression, he clapped his hands a few times, the sound echoing through the already tense cafeteria.
"Hey, this is quite an entertaining show..." he said playfully, but there was something deeper in his eyes.
All eyes turned to Kieran, including Min Joon, who was starting to lose his composure.
Kieran slipped his hands into his jacket pockets before continuing, "Hey, Min Joon… do you remember the attempted murder that nearly took my life before you transferred to this school?"
Once again, silence filled the cafeteria.
Jin Seok narrowed his eyes, his expression still cold, but it was clear he hadn't expected the conversation to take this turn.
Min Joon, who had been trying to maintain his calm demeanor, suddenly clenched his fists. His jaw tightened.
Several students sitting nearby started whispering, wondering what Kieran meant and whether Min Joon was truly involved in something serious.
Meanwhile, at Seung Min's table, Ryo, Tadeka, Yoon Ha Rin, and Lee So Mi were busy gossiping amid the rising tension.
"Oh my god, this is more dramatic than a TV series," Lee So Mi whispered, resting her chin on her hand.
Yoon Ha Rin nodded while chewing her food, "Who would've thought Min Joon had such a dirty past? I thought he was just some rich kid who liked causing trouble."
Ryo smirked, "You know what's even more surprising? Kieran. I thought he was the indifferent type, but it turns out he's been hiding something all this time."
Yoon Ha Rin let out a sigh, "But seriously… if this is true, doesn't that mean we're sitting near a potential murder suspect?"
They all exchanged glances, then shuddered.
Seung Min, who overheard their conversation, could only take a deep breath. He realized this was no longer just a simple sibling conflict—there was something much bigger hidden beneath it all.
Min Joon stepped forward without hesitation and punched Kieran in the face. But Kieran didn't back down—he immediately retaliated with an equally strong punch.
Their fight was fast and intense. Blow after blow, neither backing down, both determined to win. But in the end, the match ended in a draw.
"Enough!"
Jin Seok suddenly shouted, his voice echoing through the cafeteria.
Kieran and Min Joon, still catching their breath, finally stopped. Their eyes locked, still burning with anger.
Jin Seok took a step forward, his sharp gaze scanning both of them before narrowing his eyes.
From the other side, Shin Kyung approached Jin Seok, his expression unreadable. But before he could say anything, Jin Seok turned around and walked out of the cafeteria without a word.
Whispers filled the room.
"Why did he leave just like that?"
"I heard that when Jin Seok goes silent like that… it means something bad is coming."
"Oh no, don't tell me he's planning something cruel..."
Everyone knew Jin Seok wasn't the type to let things go easily. If he chose to leave without saying a word… it meant he was planning something. Something that might be far more dangerous than just a simple fight.
A Suspenseful Ending Meanwhile, Lee Joo Hyun at the office sat at his desk, tapping his fingers on the table while staring intently at his laptop screen. Whatever he was planning, his expression suggested that something was unfolding behind the scenes.
Back at School, in the Auditorium The noisy auditorium suddenly fell silent when Nina Park, one of the senior teachers, stepped onto the podium and spoke in a firm voice.
"The written and practical exams will be held next month, so be prepared!"
Upon hearing the announcement, many students became restless. Some sighed heavily, others looked nervous. But among them, Seung Min remained calm, as if the announcement didn't faze him at all.
On the other hand, the eight others, who had just been through intense drama, finally felt a bit of relief. Their school life had returned to normal… at least for now.
Jin Seok is Called to the Stage
Suddenly, a teacher called Jin Seok's name. All eyes turned to him as he calmly walked up to the stage.
He stood before the microphone, scanning the audience before finally speaking.
"Besides the academic exams, the school will also hold a martial arts exam for those who want to apply as martial arts athletes. Registration is now open."
After saying that, a faint smirk appeared on his lips.
The students in the audience began murmuring—some looked interested, while others seemed hesitant. But one thing was certain—a new challenge had emerged.
From below the stage, Seung Min looked up at Jin Seok, his expression unreadable.
Jin Seok met his gaze from above, that same mysterious smirk still lingering on his face.
Meanwhile, in a secret politicians' meeting, the atmosphere was tense and serious. A group of men in suits sat around a long table, discussing the latest developments regarding the game they had previously designed.
One of the men spoke, "The game has been replaced with a martial arts exam and an official athlete registration. All preparations have been adjusted accordingly."
Another man, who seemed more influential than the rest, nodded in agreement. He was Kieran's father. His expression remained neutral, but his eyes held something deeper.
Suddenly, his phone rang. He stood up, walked out of the meeting room, and answered the call.
"Good job," said an elderly voice on the other end of the line.
Kieran's father narrowed his eyes, immediately recognizing the voice. It was Seung Min's grandfather.
Flashback - A Few Days Earlier
In a grand office, Seung Min's grandfather had visited Lee Joo Hyun's office, bringing Jin Seok for a private meeting.
Inside the quiet room, a crucial conversation took place among the three of them.
"I will not allow my grandson to be dragged into this dirty game," Seung Min's grandfather declared firmly.
Lee Joo Hyun remained expressionless, as if calculating his next move.
Jin Seok, who had been sitting calmly, finally spoke, "If you want to change this game, I can help you... but I need to be sure of something."
Seung Min's grandfather nodded. "Make sure this turns into something that doesn't involve lives. I want this game to stay within controllable limits."
Lee Joo Hyun sighed and finally responded, "Alright. We will shift this game into a martial arts exam and athlete selection. But remember, there are always consequences."
Back to the present After hanging up the call, Kieran's father smirked slightly. He stared at his phone for a moment before returning to the meeting room, realizing that the direction of the game had now changed.
ENDING.