) Junwoo opened his bag, took out his laptop, and began trading stocks.
He now possessed more wealth than most people could imagine. He had purchased numerous plots of land, luxury villas, and commercial properties throughout Busan. He had also ordered his subordinates to acquire land and villas in Seoul.
On top of that, he invested heavily in the shares of several major companies.
Before long, Junwoo instructed one of his men to deliver the keys to one of his villas in Seoul, located near Grandma Cha's neighborhood.
The next morning, Junwoo was ready for his first day at his new high school.
After putting on his school uniform, he bid farewell to his grandmother and walked toward the school.
Meanwhile, Darla couldn't stop thinking about him.
A smirk appeared on her face.
She wanted to make Junwoo fall for her, just as she had controlled Junie. Unfortunately for her, her life had already fallen apart. Tae had learned the truth about everything that had happened between her and Junie. The girls she once called friends had now become her bullies.
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At the school...
"The bell has already rung! What are you all doing outside? Get to your classrooms!" the homeroom teacher shouted.
The students quickly rushed inside.
After everyone settled down, the teacher spoke.
"Attention, everyone. We have a transfer student joining us today. He recently moved here from another city, so make sure to help him settle in."
The class immediately became curious.
"Is it a boy or a girl?"
Even the delinquents grinned, hoping for a new victim to bully.
"Junwoo, come in. Introduce yourself and take the empty seat in the corner," the teacher said.
Junwoo calmly entered the classroom.
Darla's eyes widened in shock.
"Hello. My name is Junwoo. I'm from Busan, and I'll be your new classmate. I hope we get along."
After finishing his introduction, he sat beside Darla.
"Hi. We met before, didn't we? What's your name?" Junwoo asked with a friendly smile.
"M-My name is Darla," she replied.
The two chatted casually during class.
The more Darla talked to him, the more fascinated she became.
"He's so handsome," one girl whispered.
"He looks even better than Tae."
Many girls secretly admired the new transfer student.
Hearing their whispers, Darla felt a surge of jealousy. She wanted to tell them that Junwoo belonged to her.
But reality was cruel.
The girls she had once laughed with were now the ones tormenting her every day.
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After school ended, Darla walked toward the girls' restroom.
As soon as she finished, several girls surrounded her.
Without giving her a chance to react, they forcefully pulled off her panties.
Junwoo, who knew the original story, wasn't surprised.
He also knew exactly what kind of manipulative woman Darla truly was.
For some reason, that only made her more interesting to him.
He had no intention of pursuing anyone yet.
His goal was far greater.
He wanted to build a harem of heroines from different manhwa worlds.
Meanwhile...
The bullies dragged Darla into an empty classroom.
They called over several boys they often bullied and shamelessly began auctioning off Darla's panties while laughing among themselves.
Darla lowered her head in humiliation.
Just then—
Bang!
The classroom door was kicked open.
A calm figure stepped inside.
It was Junwoo.
"Darla."
"Pick up your panties and come with me."
His voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority.
Without hesitation, Darla grabbed her panties and hurried to his side.
Only then did the bullies recover from their shock.
"You bastard! How dare you interrupt us?" one of the girls shouted.
"Do you have any idea what Tae will do to—"
Before she could finish speaking, Junwoo looked at her.
Just one glance.
An overwhelming pressure crushed her spirit.
Her face turned pale.
Her legs gave out beneath her, and she collapsed to the floor.
The classroom fell completely silent.
Without another word, Junwoo took Darla's hand and walked out of the room.
None of the students could understand why the girl had suddenly become so terrified.
Still trembling with embarrassment, Darla led Junwoo to the school infirmary so she could put her panties back on.
Only after closing the door did she realize what she had done.
Her cheeks flushed bright red.
"C-Can you... turn around?" she asked shyly.
"I need to put my panties back on."