As Kim Ho-jun slowly approached, Baek Seo-jin felt as though time itself had begun to slow down. Every step Kim Ho-jun took felt deliberate, each one radiating a suffocating pressure.

Nervously, Baek Seo-jin swallowed hard, bracing himself for the inevitable attack.

However, instead of striking immediately, Kim Ho-jun spoke lightly, almost casually.

"Class begins now."

[Class has started. Confront your enemy.]

[Your performance against the enemy will determine your grade.]

The words that appeared in midair, accompanied by Kim Ho-jun’s declaration, felt like mockery to Baek Seo-jin.

After going to the trouble of orchestrating this elaborate setup with the intent …