While Choi Myeong-Gil was gritting his teeth, Kang Jin-Ho was in class listening to his teacher. But for some reason... His vision was getting blurrier with every passing minute.

His eyes were open, yet everything in front of him kept growing indistinct and fuzzy. The figure of his teacher diligently educating the class split into two, sometimes three, and into blurry shapes, too. Eventually, Kang Jin-Ho's head slowly faltered lower and rested on his desk.

His teacher, Kim Seong-Ju, stopped his hands from moving against the blackboard. He frowned deeply, his eyebrows creasing up. "You...!"

He fixed his sharp glare on Kang Jin-Ho dozing off oh-so peacefully, then picked up a piece of chalk. He took aim and threw it at the sleeping student's head. Despite the teacher not possessing any inner energy, the flying chalk still contained a lot of destructive power and killing intent.

PAHT!

But then...! Kang Jin-Ho's eyes suddenly flew open, then he caught the flying chalk with a lightning-fast reflex. He raised his head and alternated his dazed stare between the chalk in his hand and his teacher. “...Mmm?”

Kim Seong-Ju's cheeks began twitching ominously. “You... dare catch that?!”

Kang Jin-Ho dazedly scanned his surroundings before bowing his head a little. “I'm sorry, sir. It seems that I dozed off briefly.”

“Go and stand in the corridor, now!”

“Yes, sir.” Kang Jin-Ho didn't talk back and went outside the classroom via the back door, then stood at...