#muse : yoon gwi-nam 🔪

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@dollhidden sent: ❛you're the most insufferable person i have ever met.❜ — From Nam-ra for Gwi-nam ✨

If there was one thing Gwi-nam despised more than anything in the world, it was those who wielded authority around as though it were a double edged sword.. or tried to, anyway. Teachers, the cops, lawyers, politicians.. they were all the same.

Even parents and their lacklustre little life lectures— his piece of shit father in particular who liked to use his fists as example instead of words. And people wondered why he was so fucked up in the head. The apple didn’t fall far from the tree, right? Gwi-nam had to release all of that pent up rage from year long beatings at home somehow, and unfortunately that meant a whole world of pain for the weaker students attending Hyosan High. If he had to suffer, why shouldn’t everyone else be dragged through the wringer too? It was only fair. As their homeroom teacher so often liked to insist: ‘they were all this together!’ What a lying bitch.

Driving his foot as hard as he could into his latest victim’s rib cage, Gwi-nam watched in amusement as they tried desperately to scurry further away from him on hands and knees, body curled in on itself pathetically with shaky sobs begging for mercy and for him to stop. Another thing he loathed.. being told what to do. “Come on now, I’m not done with you. Get up.” A warning sneered out through gritted teeth which apparently went unheard over their whimpering. Hmph. That simply wouldn’t do.

However, before he could get another kick in or demand they bring themselves to their feet again.. the all too familiar firm tone of his Class President called out from behind him, causing Gwi-nam to whirl around to glower at her. ‘You’re the most insufferable person I have ever met.’ Insufferable, huh? Oh that made him cackle. “Yeah~?” Stepping over the poor soul still shaking on the ground, Gwi-nam stalked toward his new point of interest until he was looming over Nam-ra’s much smaller frame. “And do you really think I care about some stuck up little bitch’s opinion of me?” Canting his head to the side, a devilish smirk soon tugged at the corner of his lips.

“I suggest you keep that pretty mouth of yours shut.. there’s only so much that mommy’s cash can do to protect you when she isn’t around, and I’m sure she wouldn’t want you getting all bruised and broken now, would she~?” A subtle threat, one that Gwi-nam wouldn’t hesitate to follow through on if she pushed him hard enough.