Rearguard

Days changed and three months passed unnoticed.

As I expected, I was received very warmly at school, especially by the girls. As for the guys, everything was solved when I said hello to Taehun in class during a break.

Unfortunately, we ended up in different classes, but now I am sure that even so, I will be able to at least knock out one or two thugs before running away, in case of unexpected aggression.

I studied, communicated with my peers and spent time with Taehoon and Dowon after classes.

At training, I was in no hurry to stand out, although I was on an accelerated program. I did not want to hurt Taehun's pride, at least not until Dowon would do it.

On weekdays, I went to school in the morning, in the dojang with the guys during the day and studied video lessons on Newtube in the evening. On weekends, I devoted myself to self-development.

What I couldn't do or did poorly in my past life became somewhat easy. I perfected new skills so quickly and easily that I couldn't help but have fun.

Piano, guitar, violin. Everything that seemed incredibly difficult to me and requiring a lot of effort and engraved habits became something that could be repeated just by seeing it 1-2 times.

I could play any composition if I remembered it from beginning to end. Perfect pitch is incredible.

But the most difficult and bringing real pleasure with endless improvement is drawing. It was second only to my own body for me.

After realizing what was happening and feeling complete stability and security, I asked myself: Do I want to work like in my past life?

Hell no! I want to enjoy life! Live and not survive from time to time, saving after my salary!

There are many similarities in this world, but everything is completely different. If you ask me who is in a completely different world, I would call it a replacement for everything.

All the popular brands resemble fake Chinese parody products, and popular works are either absent or only vaguely resemble them.

With knowledge, I will embody it and be able to enjoy a luxurious life for the rest of my days.

My entire body is an irreplaceable asset, including my mind.

My future is an entertainment creator!

Right now I was in an alley, surrounded by big gangsters, who were mistakenly called teenagers in a society.

Dowon stood behind me, shaking all over. He refuses to fight because of his father and Taehoon. He managed to do a 1080° kick.

"I knew that Fate mercilessly turns its gears, but this is too much! There are too many of them. Did I give Taehoon enough hints on the way...

Damn, I hope he end fight with Moonsung quickly enough or we're screwed."

We were surrounded on both sides, but there was still enough space, although barely, for freedom.

- Dowon, I won't lie, if you don't help me now, we might not see the sunset.

- Let's wait for Taehoon and...

- DOWON!!! - before he could finish speaking, I interrupted him with a roar that made everyone around tremble in surprise.

- ... - looking at my eyes peering out from my shoulder, he just lowered his head in guilt.

- Eh... - I sighed in defeat, realizing the futility of asking him to help me in a fight right now. - Okay, but you owe me fried chicken for the whole year...

- What are you standing there for? Are we going to waste time until the cops come?! Attack! - Moonsung's brother, whose name I was too lazy to remember, gave the command and everyone immediately tensed up.

- ... and promise that you won't tell anyone about what you're about to see. - I didn't turn around to confirm, after which I immediately rushed forward.

I jumped with a running start and gave the guy in front a 1080° kick to the body, sending him and the three behind him knocked out on the stone slabs.

"Phew, that was easier than I thought and I wasn't too exhausted."

Before everyone woke up and looked at me or the bodies lying around in shock, I quickly moved to the smaller side and gave the nearest thug a front kick to the chin and an outside crescent to the guy next to me.

And then everything blurred in my mind, leaving no room for thoughts.

Roundhouse kick to the side of a jerk inward and a knee to the face of the second, which break his nose.

Someone tried to get behind me, but was met with a powerful back kick that landed right on the chin.

As soon as my ax kick was dodged, I realized that I had gone too far and pushed the guy in the tracksuit, who was caught and saved by another.

Having assessed the situation, I realized from their poses that they were to some extent prepared for my attacks.

- He's a fucking taekwondo fighter! Just watch his legs and knock him down together! - this leader continued to chatter.

"Easy for you to say, bitch. You're watching from the sidelines, you coward."

- Dowon, run after Taehoon, I'll create a window for you.

- But what about you?

- I can hold out, just hurry up and return to save me.

Having given him the opportunity to escape, I was left alone and they grouped even tighter around me.

- You're dead. - their leader and his lackeys laughed ugly. - Guys, I want him to be smashed to pieces. Let's leave a gift for the mad bastard (Taehoon).

"Fuck, I'm in the deep shit. I should have trained harder.

I'll have to buy myself some exercise equipment and set it up at home."

Seeing how they get closer, I swallowed with excitement and slight anticipation.

"If I survive this, I'll buy myself a gaming computer, install fiber optics, and play from the heart. And in the future, I'll thoroughly beat up Taehun for being such a piece of shit that everyone hates him and wants to kill him."

- Come on, bitches! - I raised my elbows and lifted my knee, getting into a pose for a short fight. - Come by one, pussycats! Limited edition with fresh tickets to the emergency room!