3 Chapter 2: Im Han-wool(1)

Arriving at the address, Han-wool examined the large apartment complex in surprise. The place seemed to be of high-class as there were multiple expensive cars parked at the vicinity and as he walked into the lobby, there was a chandelier and many paintings, the floor was spotless and the walls fit perfectly with the floor's colors. The security guards all wore formal attire and even bowed at him as he entered. All eyes were on him as his appearance was very eye-catching, some workers were even gossiping.

Han-wool walked towards a desk where the clerk was located and said

"Hi, I was wondering whether you could assist me to my room?" The clerk in-charge of the desk was a rather young female. The clerk was of average height so she was exceptionally surprised when she could only see Han-wool's chest from her height, but when she looked up to see his face, she was shocked.

'Oh.. my.... GOD!' The clerk thought as it was her first time a face as handsome as that, the only usual tenants of this apartment complex were unattractive middle-aged men who had huge amounts of money.

'What's up with her?' Han-wool thought as the clerk paused for 10 seconds just looking at his face. Though, his past experience with his old face made him used to stares.

'But, this is different' Only disgust were present in their stares when they looked at him, but this time, it was only intrigue and surprise.

Keeping her professionalism she then said with a smile on her face,

"Of course sir, may I see your key card?"

Han-wool took out the card from the brown envelope, it was a black-gold card with the address embedded on it. When she looked at the card, she was shocked.

'Isn't this the penthouse key card?' She was surprised to see someone of high status, she took another glance of his face and guessed he was a really famous idol or actor, or even a 3rd generation chaebol.

"I'll show you on your way sir!" The clerk said,

"Alright." Han-woo replied

The two then made their way to the elevator as the clerk led the way. On the way there, the clerk tried her best to be professional as she then pressed the top floor button in the elevator. She was suspicious at first but the hotel's motto was "No Questions Asked".

1 minute later, they arrived at the top floor where the penthouse was located and then the clerk said,

"Please call the desk if you have anything you need, esteemed guest." Han-wool just nodded and noticed her way of addressing him was different.

He then put the keycard at the card reader of the penthouse door, the door was opened and when he took at the look of the inside of the penthouse, it was none like other. The place was spotless and the carpet on the floor looked like it was made of the highest quality possible, there were appliances which he hadn't thought were possible. The front had windows that could oversee the bottom of Seoul.

It was a lot to take in, Han-wool slumped on the couch.

"What is happening?" He said out loud, Han-wool was certain that he had died. But when he woke up, he was in an entirely different body, he also knew his old body was dead when he took a peek at it.

'Who was he' it seemed like everything was already prepared like the house, money, and important documents. Han-wool laid the brown envelope on the small table in front of him and began to pile up the papers inside of it one by one, looking through each one he looked for clues about the origins of the body.

After a few seconds of digging around, there was nothing special about this body except for details for his middle school that this body is about to attend and a pre-planned high school for him to enter.

'The matter of this body comes second, as long there's no issues, I can accept it. What I'm after is Charles Choi, that old bastard.' After reorganizing his thoughts, Han-wool looked at what was the most important to him right now. To be betrayed and killed by your own teacher made Han-wool feel wrath towards his death.

'I have to get stronger, and fast.' Han-wool looked through his past experiences and walked around the penthouse, as he was roaming around, he saw a home-gym inside his house and said

"How lucky......" with his eyes narrowed

Han-wool wondered what the limits of this new body was and it could compare to his past

....

In the completely opposite side of Seoul

Leaning on a balcony overlooking the bustling streets of Seoul, the night sky shined ever so brightly. A wisp of smoke came from the railings of the balcony as a man said,

"Lee Han-wool, he was a true genius" This man was Gun Park, there was a man behind him, the most unique feature of this man was that he had no left arm.

"I assume you have dealt with him?" The man said,

Gun nodded as the man quietly walked away.

A few seconds later, James Lee walked to where Gun was, Gun who was still leaning at the balcony while looking at the streets then said,

"Hey James, do you ever wonder how strong that kid would've been if he was still alive?"

Even though the 10 geniuses weren't that close they all had a bond that was indescribable to some. It was not some kind of brotherhood but a union of people.

James stood quietly there, staring at the moon and replied

"If I could describe him in one word it would be"

"Immeasurable"

........

Multiple sandbags were broken and the sands spilled everywhere, weights were scattered everywhere. The home gym looked like as if it was ransacked but everything was thoroughly used

Im Han-wool stood there and said

"Good."