The moment Cheol Su was about to make his choice, the peace was shattered by the shrill ring of his phone. He plucked it from his pocket, only to find Master Yun's face glaring at him through the screen, the veins on his forehead pulsating like an angry anaconda.
"Y-Yes, master Yun!" Cheol Su stammered, his spine turning to jelly at the sight of his furious teacher. "I was just about to..."
"Late on your first day to the advanced class?!" Master Yun's voice bellowed, each syllable laced with a venomous bite. "No excuses, boy! You're lucky I don't have the powers to teleport your butt into my office right this minute!" Master Yun raged, his eyes flashing with a wrath that could rival an erupting volcano.
"Master Yun, I... I can explain..." Cheol Su scrambled, his thoughts stumbling over each other like drunk puppies.
"I don't want to hear it!" Master Yun roared. "You'd better haul your sorry self to my office, and you'd better be here faster than a mouse chasing cheese!"
Cheol face grew pale sweat running down his cheeks. I will be right there,"good bye" he said.
As Cheol Su bid farewell to Master Yun's still-fuming face on the phone screen, he exhaled deeply and found himself standing at the threshold of a new chapter in his story, ready to take on whatever came his way.
The air around him felt different, as if charged with possibility, as if the very molecules were buzzing with anticipation.
Damnit, I got late, crys Cheol Su before turning to Cyprus," it all your fault I should have eaten and be in training by now" he barks.
But as Cheol Su eyes dances across the room the Cyprus visual interface seems to have disappear. "Damn this shitty system leaves and pop up when ever it likes" he crys.
Cheol Su quickly gets ready, even without having breakfast, he rushes down the hall way to Master Yun's office.
As Cheol Su took that decisive step towards Master Yun's office, the atmosphere around him seemed to crackle with a strange energy, a sense of impending change hovering over him like a storm cloud on the horizon.
It was then that the door to the office swung open with a resounding bang, a gust of wind heralding the arrival of a newcomer.
She stepped into the waiting area, her presence commanding attention like a beacon in the night. With a quiet grace, the woman moved into the waiting area, her presence commanding attention even without her identity revealed. The sunlight struck her flawless porcelain skin, highlighting the delicate contours of her perfectly sculpted features. Long raven hair cascaded down her back in glossy waves, framing a heart-shaped face that seemed to radiate a sense of nobility and power.
"Who could this mysterious beauty be?" Cheol Su mused, caught off guard by the sudden appearance of this enigma in the midst of his own story.