In mid-August, as Kim Donghu prepared to watch Ryu Jae-rin’s debut performance.
Meanwhile, at the Korean Arts High School, known as Daejong High, tensions ran high within the drama club, Sparking.
"Are you really going to do it like this? Do you think this is okay?"
"It’s not like I want to do this. I hate it too, but there’s no other way, so what can I do?"
"So, you’re just saying you won’t do it?"
"I’m not saying I won’t. I’m saying we should go with a different script."
At the mention of using a different script, a desk was overturned.
As if the word was the ultimate insult, one of the seniors kicked the desk, openly displaying his anger.
"You little punk! You’re insulting me outright, saying my acting’s trash?"
"No, it’s just that we’re on different levels. I’ll only act with people I want to work with."
"So, that means I’m not good enough?"
"Yeah. Sorry, but you’re not up to my script’s standards."
"You little...!"
Crack.
The older student, taller and bigger than his peers, grabbed the younger one by the collar and lifted him. Despite dangling off the ground, face turning red from lack of air, the younger student continued.
"We agreed from the start to have two scripts, remember?"
His words only incited the senior’s anger further, and in a fit of rage, he threw the younger student to the ground.
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