Unforeseen Challenges

The bathroom was shrouded in dim light, and the air was thick with tension. Vin-Jin's eyes widened as he locked his gaze with Jin-Ho. 

In a split second, Jin-Ho unleashed a horizontal punch that struck Vin-Jin's body, honing in on his liver.

The punch landed with pinpoint accuracy, and the pain that followed was excruciating.

Vin-Jin crumbled in agony, his body giving way as he dropped to his knees, clutching his side. His face contorted with pain, and he gasped for breath.

He was in considerable distress, writhing on the cold, tiled floor.

Through the pain, Vin-Jin stammered, his voice quivering, "Wh... wha... Did y-you? Just imitate me?"

The words stumbled out as his body protested against the relentless pain. However, Jin-Ho remained indifferent to Vin-Jin's confusion.

Jin-Ho leaned over the injured bully and placed his hands on Vin-Jin's shoulders. In one smooth motion, he swung his arms, delivering a straightforward punch to Vin-Jin's chin.

The blow was swift and powerful, rendering Vin-Jin unconscious.

Having neutralized the threat, Jin-Ho shifted his attention to Duke, who had been the target of Vin-Jin's bullying.

 He extended a helping hand and offered words of encouragement, "Hey, you should not allow yourself to be bullied.

You have the potential within you to be stronger. It's your choice whether you want to remain a victim.

Every human has the capacity to change; it's up to you."

With a reassuring pat on Duke's shoulder, Jin-Ho turned and left the bathroom, the echo of his words lingering in the air.

He ventured to the cafeteria, leaving behind the bewildered Duke.

Once in the cafeteria, Daniel greeted Jin-Ho with curiosity, "What took you so long?"

Jin-Ho replied casually, "I just took care of something," without delving into the specifics of the bathroom encounter.

They continued their break, chatting, and enjoying their time together.

As the break ended, they made their way back to their fashion design class, taking their seats as the remaining classes unfolded.

Lessons progressed smoothly, and Jin-Ho couldn't help but appreciate his newfound understanding of the lessons.

Unlike his past life, where comprehending concepts had been a relentless struggle, he now absorbed the content effortlessly.

His thoughts occasionally drifted to the mysterious system that had bestowed him with extraordinary abilities, prompting him to consider the prospect of leveling up and exploring his newfound powers.

With the final class of the day concluded, Jin-Ho said his farewells to his friends and embarked on his journey back to his apartment.

The route was well-trodden, and he had made the trip countless times without incident.

However, this day held an unexpected twist. As he strolled through the city streets, he found himself suddenly blocked by a group of men.

Their collective expressions were a mix of menace and anticipation.

Jin-Ho halted in his tracks, cautiously assessing the situation, and inquired, "Uh... Guys? Do you need something or...?"

A member of the group, presumably their leader, stepped forward. He disclosed that he was one of the thugs Jin-Ho had confronted on a previous night, an altercation that had left the thug nursing a wound and curiosity about his masked adversary. 

Jin-Ho felt a sense of confusion sweep over him, as he had only taken off his mask at Christine's house. 

The realization that the thug had traced him back to this location heightened his apprehension.

Suddenly, it dawned on Jin-Ho that they had figured out his true identity. The implications weighed heavily on him.

He was aware of the danger these men presented, but a strange mixture of fear and excitement coursed through him.

He knew that by copying their abilities, he could potentially gain new skills.

Jin-Ho assessed the group, counting a total of six members. His heart raced with anticipation and trepidation, and he resolved with a steely determination, "Bring it on."

The six men charged him in unison, launching a flurry of attacks from all directions. Jin-Ho's reflexes kicked in, honed by previous encounters and his newfound abilities.

With remarkable agility, he dodged each attack seamlessly, his movements exhibiting incredible precision.

He countered swiftly with a barrage of straightforward punches, aimed accurately at their faces.

His punches were lightning-fast, creating a mesmerizing array of afterimages that painted the air with their movements.

Within moments, the six thugs lay incapacitated on the ground, nursing their wounds.

Amid the chaos, Jin-Ho heard a voice from his system, informing him, "The System Upgraded Your Jab." 

The news was unexpected, but the enhanced abilities he had displayed made it undeniably evident.

As Jin-Ho marveled at his newly upgraded skills, his focus was disrupted as one of the thugs launched an unfamiliar move. It was another variation of a straightforward punch.

Jin-Ho evaded the attack, his mind racing. The possibility of the system upgrading his Jab to make it faster and stronger struck him.

A smirk crept across his face as he mused, "What a nice ability..."

He turned his attention to the six thugs, his heart pounding with excitement. With an air of determination, he declared, "And a perfect timing to test it out."

The six men launched themselves at Jin-Ho, but he remained undeterred. With impeccable reflexes, he dodged every attack and countered with his upgraded straightforward punch.

His movements were so swift that the afterimages resembled six extra arms.

In a matter of seconds, the six thugs lay defeated, strewn across the ground.

Jin-Ho stared at his fists in awe, realizing that he had gained increased strength and a newfound power.

But as he examined one of the men lying on the ground, he noticed something on his shirt – a black dog.

Recognition dawned on Jin-Ho. He had unwittingly crossed paths with a member of the God-Dog crew, one of the four major crews in Seoul. 

His initial failure to recognize the shirt had been a result of his intense focus during the confrontation.

Concerned about the potential repercussions of his actions, Jin-Ho pondered, "Could this get me into trouble? What if the man I knocked out informs Jin-Jang, and it reaches Johan? 

But then again, Johan probably won't care, especially if it's just one member. Still, I'm not sure about the rest of these guys; if they're all God-Dog members, I could be in big trouble."

With these thoughts swirling in his mind, Jin-Ho resumed his journey back to his apartment, acutely aware of the unforeseen consequences of his actions.

Upon reaching his apartment, he entered and took a moment to reflect on the day's events. He couldn't ignore the excitement that still coursed through his veins.

After a quick meal, he settled down in front of the television, watching a drama to unwind.

The day's events had taken their toll, and he was ready to relax and recuperate. Eventually, sleep claimed him as he settled into his bed, wondering what new challenges and adventures awaited him in this new world that he lives in.