A LOOKISM [ webtoon ] x reader
limerence;
(n) the state of being infatuated with another person
Money makes the world go round. When given the choice, is it friends over money? Or money above all else?
A secretive runaway enters the world of Big Fo...
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2 months later | Gangseo
I received intel that a gang called Big Deal that operated around here...I was kinda hoping I could pick up some guys for my crew before I went down to check out how the renovations were going but....
Is this even legal?!
I narrow my eyes as place down an apple I was looking at in front of the stands.
Those two are really going at it, they even have brass knuckles on.
High schoolers— students, ahem. Teenagers in a bunch of gangs, were fighting in the centre of the street.
"We're from the Gangseo Union! Get ready to get your ass handed to you, dipshit!" A middle schooler yells as they charge against each other.
What a fight...it's actually getting bloody...
I tuck my hands into the pocket of my pants as I observed their fight.
I mean it's not my fight so not my problem, good show though...if they're called the Gangseo Union, then they're not Big Deal are they...?
I blow a whistle as I spot a guy with red converses deliver a flying kick knocking out a guy who smashed into another few.
He's got moves..! Yikes! They're starting to use weapons!
My lips form an 'O' shape as I see one guy with braided hair fend off all the guys holding the weapons of balls and rods.
"Holy crap...!" I muse myself as I spot a bald man in a red and blue jersey swing around someone else bashing them into others.
"I'm Jerry Kwon. We're the same age. I heard a lot about you guys from Jake." My eyes bulge open as the tall gruff man who is supposedly the same age as me open his hand for a handshake to the two other dudes on his side.
"We're the same age?!" They both yell.
"I hope we can become friends..."Jerry mumbles with a shy smile.
Ah what the heck, he's just a big softie....!
I coo in my mind as they still ramble on, my eyes divert back to the duo who I assume are their leaders, beating the other black and blue.
"This is what I'm talking about!"
"This is what excitement is!"
"This is what death is!"
"This is why I love fighting." One of the men stops with a smirk as he adjusted his knuckle brass. Tall, muscular with a fade haircut and messy hair on top. His once white shirt was now covered in blood. The other dude looked just as bad. High brows with a smug face. Tattoos covered both his arms. They smirk at each other before they lunge at each other again, smashing the other in the face.
