Broken || Khun A.A.

[Ch16] -The Results- [S1]

Hansung got cut off, the regular seemed to want a one-way trip to hell.

"THAT'S BULL!! Quit the nonsense and change it!! I passed!! You know I tried hard on the last test, you coffee addict!" 

I glared at him, irritated by his attitude. Sure, die for all I care...

Hansung stepped forward, signaling for the regular to come forward. 

"..huh?"

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"Ok, Mr. Murch. If you don't agree with the results, then prove yourself talented enough to pass the test. Right here, right now."

"...What...how can I...?"

"It's easy. You just have to make it off the platform without going crazy." 

"...What?"

A huge crack was heard across the room, and the regular fell down in pain.

"Agh! My shoulder! D4mn...!" 

Hansung continued breaking his bones, ignoring his cries of pain. 

"You bastard! My legs...! ARggghHhh! Paracule! Help me, Paracule!" 

He looked to Paracule, looking for help.

"Oh?" Hansung looked toward Paracule, frowning. "Do you disagree with the results as well...?"

"N-no way! I don't know what's wrong with him!" 

"Oh ok then."

Why does he sound sad about that...?

"P-paracule...you bastard..."

He crawled toward Paracule, fuming.

"D4mn you, Paracule!! I won't forget this, you traitor!!"

 Hansung stepped closer to the regular, showing no sign of mercy on his face.

"Wait. I also disagree with the results, Director." 

Khun stood up, raising his hand. 

Wow Khun...didn't know you were a masochist.

Hansung sighed, then beckoned Khun to come down.

"Come down here, please."

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Khun walked down to Hansung, passing the beaten regular.

The other regular looked up at Khun happily, thinking that he was there to save him.

"I think he hasn't been beaten enough." Khun pointed at the regular, showing no sign of saving him. "He didn't go crazy yet." 

"Oh I see." 

"H-hey!"

After a few minutes of the regular getting beaten again, he finally passed out.

"So...Mr. Khun, what are you unsatisfied about? You passed the test with a high score. I'm sure you're not here to ask me to fail you..."

Khun answered back with a smile, hands on his hips. "I want Michelle Light, who failed due to an injury, to move onto the next round." 

"...Why do you care about Michelle?"

"It's important to my friend." 

There was a brief silence between them, until Hansung started laughing. 

"Hahahaha..hahahah...Ahahahaha! Sorry, I didn't associate you with the word, "friend.""

It's somewhat true, in the beginning he just seemed like an arrogant jerk with no friends.