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Capítulo 2: Revelation

Only after taking the bus to the hall, I received a message on the phone.

@Alex Lim, we inform you about the transfer to secondary school ****. Before the end of the week, confirm your place of residence with the director of this school.

Operator Gayun Lee.

Ministry of Education and Science of the Republic of Korea.@

– Oh, fucking hell. – I quietly cursed, realizing that it's already Tuesday and the message talks about working week, that means until Friday.

"I not only need to prepare documents, but also need to order a form and buy school supplies... Oh, why is everything so complicated... At least I don't pay taxes until 21, thanks to Congressman Kim."

I quickly searched the map to find the atelier with good reviews, and went to the measures. Immediately after that I went to school.

The meeting with the principal went smoothly after he found out who is my official guardian and benefactor. I saw for the first time that it is possible to smile so strangely with wavy mouth and strangely half-closed eyes. Well, now I know how to act, while meeting far not nicest adults.

Having received a promise to provide books and careful assistance from the teaching staff, I can no more worry about bullying within the school.

When I left the school, I saw a poster advertising taekwondo. It immediately brought back memories. As a child, I enrolled in karate precisely in this way.

Maybe it's fate and luck? The fate of the so-called Destiny? I was honestly intrigued and read the name of the dojang, then immediately remembered that I saw it on the map when I was looking for a gym.

By memory, I quickly found the it, navigating to it on the map by myself, once again being amazed by my memory.

It was not really far, only 15 minutes walk.

I wandered a little and asked for a way, and now I stood in front of a three-story building with a bright poster *Hayan Taekwondo*.

"Hmm, not very big, but maybe it's even better that way. So I will have more attention of the teacher."

After knocking and opening the door, I went inside and immediately saw ten children sitting on different colored mats.

– Oh, young man, what is your matter? – a rather tall man in glasses and a dobok (taekwondo uniform) looked at me questioningly.

– Sorry, I thought this was a taekwondo dojang, and sorry if I disturbed you. – I awkwardly pressed my palm to the back of my head and bowed with a smile.

– Then you are not mistaken. You can sit in the corner, I tutor during the day.

Taking off my shoes, I sat down further from the window, watching the man give lessons to elementary school students. He seemed calm and kind, with a slight feeling that he commanded respect.

After 20 minutes, the kids began to gather, and after another 10 minutes we were alone.

- Hello, I am Hansu Seong, I teach taekwondo. Why do you want to take up this martial art?

Right away? It threw me off balance a bit, but I actually like it that way.

– Hello, I'm Alex Lim. I had an accident a few months ago and spent two months in the hospital. As you can see, my body is weak and I decided to do some sports, decided to get back in shape and learn something new.

– Okay. – He nodded and came up to me. – Do you mind if I examine your body?

– No problem.

Taking off my top, he began to touch random areas of my skin, pressing on them or my limbs. Then he repeated the same thing on my legs. All this didn't take even 5 minutes.

– You don't have any injuries, but I would like to know the results of the tests... – Before he could finish, I interrupted him.

– Wait, I have an app of the hospital I was at. – I opened it and handed him my phone.

– Ho, even this is digital now? – He took the smartphone and, adjusting his glasses, began to read.

After standing awkwardly for 10 minutes, I did catch his nod and got the phone back.

– I'm glad that you safely survived such an incident. There are no problems with your body, you can start now. When we'll finish, I'll ask my son to walk you to the bus stop.

– Oh, that's not necessary. – Apparently, he read my diagnosis, which listed a fear of cars.

To be honest, the problem is not serious, but when I see a car driving in my direction on the roadway, I involuntarily start shaking and my heartbeat quickens.

– Are you sure? Are you not far from home and school? – He showed such concern that I felt uncomfortable from such pressure.

– Not at all, I was recently transferred to middle school **** and it's not far from home. – At the end, I saw surprise in his eyes.

– Coincidentally, you go to the same school as my son. – He smiled. – I hope you get along.

After receiving the uniform, we started doing stretching and he explained to me the difference between karate and taekwondo.

So imperceptibly it began to get dark and during the training we heard the sound of the door opening.

– G-good evening! – came from the shorter guy of the two.

– Dad, who is this? – came the half-indifference from the tallest guy I've ever seen in this world in real life.

– Hi Dowon. –He smiled at the smaller guy and then answered to his son. – This is Alex, he signed up for taekwondo classes today, he's very talented!

And I was looking at two new faces with a dumb, stunned face... No! Old familiar characters!

"Yoo Hobin - How to fight! Seong Taehoon - do you have 500 won-guy?! I fucking got into the Lookism universe!"


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