Do you know why you are all bad at math?
It's because of reasoning.
You all just memorize,
without actually learning things.
Oh Beom-seok.
You're walking in at the end of class?
I'm sorry.
Anyway,
I want you all to take time to think about
why I said this today.
Class President.
Attention.
Bow.
Thank you.
Beom-seok.
Are you hung over?
Beom-seok-a.
Are you okay?
Does it feel like your head's gonna burst open?
Yeah,
I feel so sick.
I don't-
remember what happened last night.
Bro, you were freaking hilarious yesterday.
Dude, and Yong-jin?
He totally slept with that nuna.
- Are you serious? - Yeah, you don't you remember?
- Yeah, you even paid for his motel. - His motel?!
- Yeah! - Yeah.
- Man, this dude. - He legit doesn't remember.
Let's go for a smoke.
- Hey, thanks for the drinks. - Yeah, seriously.
I had a killer time yesterday.
But I thought you were…
WEAK HERO: CLASS 1
- Give it to me later. - No, I can't.
You said you would.
- When'd I say that? - Hey, what's our group number?
Group six.
Cool. I call dibs on the end seat.
Hey, is Oh Beom not at school yet?
He's here.
He is?
- Since when? - Hey, Beom-seok-a.
That nuna was mad groping your thigh yesterday.
Hey, have you even talked to her?
What the hell?
You were rapping so much at karaoke. In English too.
Yeah, we were like, "What?" You must've had a
lot of anger to get out.
- We should go again. - Yeah, the three of us
- have to go without Yong-jin. - Yeah seriously, bro.
You made everything happen, but Yong-jin stole your thunder.
- Uh-huh. - Like right--
Can we talk for a sec?
What's with you?
What about me?
Why won't you answer my calls?
What?
I didn't know you called.
What's going on?
Why're you suddenly friends with them?
Jeong-chan and Tae-hun?
That's none of your business.
You, me and Su-ho should talk things out.
I have nothing to say.
He's looked down on me since the moment we met.
He's never even thought of me as a friend to begin with.
He probably thought of me as his minion who just tags along.
Talking shit behind my back, huh?
What are you gonna do about it?
- Drink it all, drink it all! - Drink it all, drink it all!
- Wooh. - Wow, he's good.
- Oooh. - Ahhhhh.
- Hey, you got a bottle for me too? - Oh Beom-seok.
It's been a while.
Yeah,
it's been a while.
- Come sit here. - Over here, Beom-seok-a.
Oh Beom-seok's a friend,
from my old school.
His dad's Assemblyman Oh Jin-won.
Who's that?
You know, that assemblyman.
- You know who that is. - Oh, seriously?
Yeah.
- That's awesome. - This is Seo-hyeon, Ji-an, and Su-a.
Friends from my new school.
This is Kang Woo-yeong,
my friend, who'll make it to UFC.
Uh-huh.
You know "Physical Therapist Woo-yeong"?
What?
Um,
physical therapy?
Watch it later.
It's his channel where he spars with these idiots who think they're strong.
Freaking hilarious.
Nice to meet ya.
Yeah,
nice to meet you too.
Oh, right.
You're not friends with Si-eun and Su-ho anymore?
Uh-huh.
What happened?
You guys were pretty tight.
Ahn Su-ho freaking thinks he's like, king of the world.
Ahn Su-ho's so full of himself.
He thinks everyone is beneath him.
I need to kick his fucking ass someday.
Whatever.
I'm sorry about before.
Let's make a toast.
Bottoms up!
- Cheers! - Cheers!
- Woo! - Fuck, I want to transfer schools too.
Isn't he your type?
"Some expert." A few select
specialists. "Estimated."
They guessed and approximated something.
DAESUNG ACADEMY
Hey, Si-eun-ssi!
What's up?
What do you think?
It's Friday night.
Let's go drive around tonight.
Hm.
Hop on.
Cute. Mhm.
Unit nine-o-one.
Mm.
Think of this as part of your training and go take the stairs.
- You're making me work? - Bro, I wouldn't do that.
I'm just trying to help you get in shape, that's all.
I've gotta make a stop over there.
Hey, cheers.
It's good, right?
Oh, yeah.
Is Yeong-i doing at good at work?
Yeah.
She's actually pretty good at it, man.
She's great with the customers.
It seems like…
Jeong-chan and Tae-hun are taking advantage of Beom-seok.
And?
I think he's been buying them clothes and shoes, too.
And they've been saying he pays for all the drinks.
He's been reeking of alcohol.
What if Oh Beom's taking advantage of them?
I think
that's what that guy's been wanting from the beginning.
He first latched on to me and you,
because he wanted to be popular.
He built up some cred, hanging out with us.
You really think that?
You guys have fun this weekend?
- Yeong-bin brought some pretty girls. - You freaking traitors.
- Hey, what about us? - I'm gonna date her.
Seriously?
Stop living in your imagination, you idiot.
It's true love.
- And she looks at me in a certain way. - Yeah, she can't believe
you're a high school kid.
- You look like an elementary kid. - Hey, I'd fight him if I were you.
- C'mon let's fight. - Hey, come and get it!
Seo-hyeon's been keeping in touch with me.
- Get outta here with that. - Yeah fuckin' right!
- What's she look like? - I'm serious, we've been DMing.
- No way. - She messaged me first and
wants to meet this weekend.
- For real? - Mhm.
- Yeah right. - What about us?
Me too.
- Everyone, except you. - No, okay!
- Hey, hey ask her to bring Su-a too. - I believe you. I do. I do. I've
- always believed you. You know me. - Alright, I'll DM her.
- I'll DM her right now. - I like Ji-an.
No, wait.
- Not Ji-an, not Ji-an. I take it back. - Tell her about us too.
Let's not be greedy, three girls is great.
I want Su-a.
What about us?
Her profile pic is freaking hot!
Ooh.
- Come on, do it. - Hurry.
I'll message her later.
- Aw, come on man, just do it! - Hey, come on dude!
- I'm serious, okay? - Hey, Beom-seok-a, you moving over now?
- Beom-seok-a. - Ugh, you're annoying.
- Hey, hurry up dude. - Is it Su-a again?
- Always. - Of course.
Hey, please ask Su-a to come.
Isn't this seat great?
Yeah, I love this seat.
A hundred million won per pyeong.
You have to treat us big time.
For sure, this weekend.
Cool.
But not Tae-hun.
I'm not going, then.
Hey, hey, guys. We need to be a team.
Stop treating him like that.
What?
You're using Beom-seok.
- Ah, jeez. - What the hell are you saying, dude?
School's turning into a pretty scary place.
You've been making Beom-seok pay for everything.
- He's been buying your shoes and drinks. - This guy's fucking making us the bad guy.
Hey,
he offered to buy us all that stuff, dude.
I've made myself clear.
Hey, let's grab a bite.
Stop worrying about Beom-seok.
What?
You've done enough,
for that guy.
I think Beom-seok…
did all that because he's lonely.
I don't have the right words,
but that's how I feel.
- Up for b-ball later? - Nah.
What's for lunch? I'm starving.
Man, gaenip. Fuck.
Who wants to help me unstick mine?
Hey.
Hey!
Get in line.
You just cut.
Get in line.
Damn it.
Come on let's get in line.
I'm over this.
Get in line, Beom-seok-a.
No thanks.
That's enough.
Let's go.
You okay, dude?
Fuck that dude.
Fuck this, man! That asshole thinks everyone's
freaking beneath him. Fuck.
Hey.
Do you know anybody who could kick his ass?
What?
I'll pay. Do you know anybody who
could kill that asshole?
I do, fuck.
- What? - Woo-yeong.
Hey,
I watched his videos. He's a freaking great fighter.
Whoa, man.
Right? Hey, hey. This might fucking work. Huh?
- Woah, jeez. - He's strong.
- He throws good punches. - Wow.
How much will you pay?
Would a million won be enough?
What day?
This coming Saturday.
It's Su-ho's birthday.
Okay, sure.
I'll stream the whole thing live, no edits.
Where you going?
To workout.
That's dedication.
Wait a sec,
didn't Woo-yeong get knocked out by Su-ho before?
In a tournament.
That was forever ago.
That guy's still fighting, but Su-ho's been hangin' out.
Come on.
Hey,
give him a handicap, if you're so worried about it.
Am I wrong?
Delivery!
Hey,
is this it?
Yeah, I think so. Hold on.
- I'll do it. Fuck. Whatever. - Can you hurry?
It's hard to cut off. Darn it.
Ugh. Dang it.
Damn, I hope it's right.
Uh, Fuck, what if he really dies?
Then he fucking dies.
Oh, fuck.
Whoa.
Whoa!
Move. Move!
What?!
- Woah. - Oh my god.
Are you okay?
Hmm?
- Someone call an ambulance. - She's calling them right now.
- Can you move? - Do you know him?
Hey, let's go.
Or else we'll seriously be fucked.
Hey, Beom-seok.
Hey Hurry up.
- I'm fine. - You're okay?
- I'm all right. - That's a relief.
Shouldn't he go see a doctor?
What did I tell you all, about Cheongsan Byeolgok?
Did you just get here?
I'm sorry.
Eyes in front. Eyes in front!
Let me break this down for you one last time.
It has a three-part harmony, split into different verses with a chorus.
This is a song that represents the universal
characteristics of Goryeo songs.
Do you understand?
Hey dude, come on, let's go.
What happened to your leg?
It's no big deal.
Hm.
Hey.
Stop staring.
You disgust me.
Fuck off.
What's that?
It's nothing.
Oh, fuck.
That legit scared me.
Do you think he knows it was us?
No way. How would he know?
He doesn't, right? Yeah, there's no way.
Hey so, Ahn Su-ho's birthday is in two days?
Cool, I'm done.
Okay.
Ugh, Ahn Su-ho.
We'd be in Yangyang without that accident.
Take some pictures.
Make me look pretty.
People will see this and think it's your birthday.
Hurry up and take it.
- And down. - Take your time, alright?
- One more squat. Hurry. - Take your time, okay?
Slow. Now, up here.
Yeah dude, you got this.
Weak ass.
Hold it lower.
One more.
I'm tired.
Hey, spot me next. Come on, harder, hit harder.
- Alright, your turn. - Not answering?
Come on. Add weight.
No.
How much, how much? Hold on for a second. Wait, I'll try it first. Nope,
I'm gonna keep going.
- Come on dude, hold up. - That bastard probably
- blocked your number. - Woah, woah!
Alright, alright you've got like one minute.
Your call cannot be completed as dialed.
Nice, bro, nice.
Cool, bro.
- Take five. - What is it?
Get up. Up, up.
Up! C'mon!
Ready?
- Nothing. - Higher, higher.
I mean,
it'll take like, half an hour for Su-ho to get here.
Why are you making miyeok guk already?
The longer it boils, the better it tastes.
Who told you that?
BEOM-SEOK: ARE YOU AT THE PARTY ROOM?
I'M NEARBY. CAN I SEE YOU A MINUTE?
Hey,
Aren't you guys not friends with Beom-seok?
Did Su-ho say that?
No, he didn't.
Why do you
ask about Beom-seok?
DON'T TELL SI-EUN OR SU-HO.
COME OUT FOR A MINUTE SO I CAN GIVE YOU HIS PRESENT.
Huh?
No reason.
I'm gonna run to the convenience store.
It's been a while.
You've been good?
Yeah, sure.
You've been good?
Hey, Sorry about before.
I heard you got in trouble 'cause I answered your phone.
Si-eun's been really worried about you.
You should come to the party.
Su-ho's on his way there.
I'll help you two make up.
Hey.
First of all,
I wasn't in any trouble.
You'll help us make up?
Hm?
I'm not interested in making up with Su-ho.
This shithead.
What the hell?
You can't go there.
You're not supposed to plan when you play. Hey look, look.
Don't treat gaming like you're studying.
Okay?
Give me that.
Anyway,
is Yeong-i crawling her way back?
Huh?
What's taking her so long, I'm starving.
We can bring out the cake later.
Should we just eat first?
Seriously?
That's a brilliant idea, bud.
Sounds like a plan.
- I'll give Yeong-i a call. - Okay.
The device is turned off. You will be redirected to voicemail…
You know that cold pizza tastes amazing when it's reheated?
You're in for a surprise.
You better be ready.
BEOM-SEOK: 18-3 BAMGOGAE-RO, GANGNAM, SEOUL
STOP IGNORING MY CALLS AND GET OVER HERE
Stop staring.
You disgust me.
Hey, don't bother with Yeong-i right now.
Hey,
aren't you guys not friends with Beom-seok?
I'm gonna run to the convenience store.
Hey, come sit. Quick.
This smells amazing. Fuck, man.
Hey,
this cheese is freaking…
Yes!
Mmm.
- The cheese. - You eat first.
Okay.
I really want to eat the fried chicken, but I'll wait, okay?
ON MY WAY. WAIT FOR ME
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BEOM-SEOK IS BLOCKED
SLIDE TO POWER OFF
- I have to run to the store real quick. - Right now?
Hey.
Hurry up.
Five minutes is all you get.
I mean it.
I'll be right back.
Go ahead and eat.
I wanna smoke so bad.
Su-ho never even answered my calls,
I sent a photo of you and he's on his way.
Shut your mouth.
Your breath smells like shit.
Hey,
I've got a question for ya.
Are you and Ahn Su-ho dating?
- Ugh, what the hell are you on about? - It makes sense.
Relationships are
a give-and-take sort of thing, right?
You didn't have a home,
so he let you crash at his place and found you a part-time job.
I want to know what you gave him in return.
What a load of crap.
The Battle of Thermopylae.
Spartans were outnumbered, so they fought in a narrow pass
to overcome their enemy.
In a one-against-many fight, you must make good use of the terrain.
What should we get to eat, after this?
I dunno, maybe jjajangmyeon?
Wait, are you team jjampong or jjajangmyeon?
Jjampong all the way. I feel like I'm kinda in the middle.
Jjajangmyeon wins every time.
It depends on my mood. Always jjampong.
What the hell?
- Look who showed. - Si-eun-a.
What?
- What the fuck? - Wow,
it's been a fucking long time, Yeon Si-eun.
What happened?
Where's Su-ho?
It's so fucking nice to see you.
Let's go.
What?
Oh, fuck this!
- Get them, go! - Fuck, fuck.
What?
Where's Ahn Su-ho?
Oh, shit!
Fuck.
Get outta here!
I'll get the police!
Son of a bitch.
Hurry up and go.
- Fuck, dude. - Go get them, damn it!
Can you get here right away?
They're gonna fuck us up really bad!
- Hey! - Yeah.
- Damn it. - They're coming after me right now!
Shit.
Stop, you fucking asshole!
- Get him. - Yeon Si-eun!
Damn it!
Hey, prick!
Hey!
- Oh shit. - Son of a bitch!
This motherfucker.
Shithead.
What the fuck?
Fuck, man.
Hey.
Hey, wait a minute.
Wait.
Hey, wait a minute.
- Damn it. - Hey, looking great!
What's this about?
Where's Ahn Su-ho?
Are you Yeong-bin's friend?
A weapon won't help you much.
Oh shit.
Using a weapon? You son of a bitch!
Aw, what a little coward.
That's enough.
Let him leave.
What?
He has nothing to do with this. I want Ahn Su-ho.
Just let Si-eun leave.
Sounds like a you problem.
I have something to settle with Si-eun.
Hey, I told you to fucking stop it.
Damn it.
This crazy fucking asshole.
Hey.
- Yeah, what? - You son of a bitch, we
all came to help you.
Yeon Si-eun is your friend,
but we aren't?
I told you,
- didn't I? - That's it.
I told you to learn your place, you fucking bastard.
Just kill him. Ooh. I bet that stings.
Ooh.
- Kick his fucking ass. - Don't let up, bro.
- Bro's going hard. - Get him good.
- Wipe that sour ass smirk off his face. - Give him a lesson.
- Get out everything you need to. - You missed a spot!
You son of a bitch!
- On the right! - How does it feel, asshole?
Not so tough now.
You fucker. You son of a bitch.
- Hey, beat the shit out of him. - Give me that.
Nice one!
Hey, use this.
Woo!
I'm getting hungry.
- He's just taking it. - Hey, Beom-seok.
- Oh, does that hurt? - Make him cry.
- Boo-hoo! - Let's get another stream date set up.
- Go, bro! - Dang!
I told my hyung-nim's I was fighting Ahn Su-ho.
Today was a little bonus.
Hm?
I need to get paid.
Fuck you.
You must've thought we were fucking idiots.
- Yeah. - You dick.
My chin still fucking hurts. My chin.
My chin! You shithead.
- Keep stomping on this spitball. - Shithead.
You want some more?
Hey!
That fucking bitch called the cops. Hurry!
- Hey, hurry up! - Oh, fuck.
- Come on, let's go, hurry up, hurry! - Let's get the fuck out of here, damn it!
Hey,
you thought you won, huh.
Hey, Yeon Si-eun.
Hey, Si-eun-a.
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