"Get lost boy, do your homework!" (turns around aggresively with only the top part of his body, giving Jang a tired look while waving his knife at him, elegantly).

"I was searching for a restaurant, can you give me a hand?"

Asked Jang, handing out his palms at both with an unbothered look on his face.

"Are you deaf or something, HUH?"

Asked the first man leaving the tip of the woman's clothing from it's strong grip, while walking up to Jang, pointing his rusty pocket knife out.

Jang tilted his head and looked at the woman, with a questionable look on his face, trying to loosen the situation.

"You shouldn't put that much make up, it really ruins your natural looks"

The first man quickly turned his face towards his friend and called him out, with a desperate pair of eyes.

"Let's get this fucking annoying brat, Bo" 

"Can I keep the shoes?" 

Asked Bo, with a slow and high pitched voice, his left eye twitching, spitting his words, he quickly passed himself, almost like he was hypnotized, quietly stopping behind his friend.

Jang took three steps back and started analyzing them, changing his eye sight from one to the other with a constant motion.

Out of the blue, Man 1 charged up at Jang with his knife, screaming like a Spartan on a battlefield.

He rapidly squatted, dropping himself in that position. From that  moment on, it was like the time has slowed itself down, but only in Jang's mind, revealing tens of tactical fighting posibilities.

"Knife (looks at his knife), rusty and dirty, (looks at his legs), he keeps doing large steps, leaving his balance exposed, that's it."

As Man 1 wanted to stab Jang with his rusty knife, from the squat, Jang did a turn of 180 degrees, dragging the bottom of Man 1's shoes with his heels, making him lose balance on his dragged foot, causing him to fall right on his face, causing it to spill blood on the coloring black sequence of the asphalt.

"Mo..."

"Get him, Bo, GET THAT WASTE OF SPACE!"

"Yaru bastaaaaard!"

Screamed Bo, while reaching out for something way behind his belt, which was under his dirty jacket.

Bo took out from under his belt a bigger threat, a machete. Seconds after, he charged at Jang with it, while extending it towards the back to create more movement motion.

In that time, the woman had quietly and steadily walked towards the exit of the alley, to the light

"Nooo, come back, beautiful pretty lady, come here, we are not finished!"

Said Mo, trying to hold the blood inside, but it kept coming out, flowing like a river of nerves, feeling a hint of weakness getting bigger and bigger by the second.

Whilst Bo turned around back at Jang, he found himself with a slap on the ear on both parts, creating a loud noise in both of his ears, leaving him in constant dizziness and a headache bigger than him. Losing his self awarness, his hand's were shaking on the look of them, which was the caused him to drop the machete from his hand. At the sound of the metal clinging on the ground, Jang high-kicked Bo's ribs which caused him to drop himself unwillingly on the ground and  to not be able to move a few seconds from the same spot, but before the impact would happen, Jang quickly catched Bo's hurt body and slowly put him down.

Leaving the thieves there, thinking that they learned their lesson, Jang peeked at the clock on his phone and he saw that it was already passed 7 o'clock

"Damn, it's getting late, I have to go home"

*At home*

As Jang was staring at his dark-blue painted walls, sprinkled with glowing small stars, he reached his arm out, high in the air, as he was trying to grasp something

"Is there more I  can do with these powers? 

It's good thing that my mother works her shift from midnight until the morning of the next day, good thing she can't see me with these new looks, pfew... man I'm lucky  (chuckles, but the smile slowly faded away)

"But I would've really liked if she could see how much I've changed (carves a quick smirk, which slowly faded away)

*The next day, at the High School*

Jang was wandering the hallways, heading towards the library, day dreaming while staring at the blank tiles of the ground. He saw Hana with a few girls near her, chatting about a science subject. Jang made himself like she didn't see her and kept on walking, thinking to himself that it is not right to use his given gift for other purposes other than for the greater good.

A moment after passing her, Hana looked back at him, zoning out of her talking zone, then looked back at her friends with a smile growing on her face.

"The teachers should be-"

Quickly coming out of a class, a student bumped into Jang, making the student drop the items from his hands, books and papers with something written on them.

"Sorry, my bad, boss"

Said Jang, with a slow and calculated voice. He peeked at him for a momen, then heading his hands on the ground, to pick up everything that was lying there, that fell from the student's grasp.

Standing up and extending his hand to give the student all his belongigs, on a better look, Jang saw that the student was Oop, the boy who he rapped with.

His eyes widened, but Oop's eyes narrowed

"I've became just like you, (scoffs) a starter (softly chuckles)"

After he passed him, Oop left another comment

"I hope if felt good (slowly turns half of his face to Jang), to feel important"

Then he headed his way, while Jang stood a moment on his thoughts.

Jang walked up to his class, but before that, he saw three forth years, messing around with a ninth grader.

He peeked at them for a few moments, then headed himself inside the class, while whispering to himself with a cold pair of eyes, repeating to himself so that he will not drift from his thought.

"It's not your problem, it's not your problem, it's not your problem"

As he entered the classroom and closed the door behind him, Jang supported his back at it, scoffing out a relaxed exhale.

Moments he entered the classroom, the girls from his class started with their questions, just like he was started more interviews at once.

"Hey, Jong , can you team up with me and Na-re for the economics project?"

"We'll see after the class, okay?"

Responded Jang, a little bit confused, taking the backpack off his back.

"Jong, do you want to come over tomorrow night, we're throwing a party and we want you to come too"

In his consciousness, Jang did not want to accept the invitation, but it was something that he always wanted, to go where the popular people would go, to a place of socialization. In other words, a part.

He deepend his voice and responded in a slow tone

"I'll be there"

"Jooong, what's up my kappa, what's poppin', yo! (does a small dance and sits next to him, with a joyful look on his face)

Said Matheo with an overwhelmingly huge positive energy towards Jang

The amount of shock and confusion, baffled Jang, not knowing anything about that positivity of his.

His eyes narrowed, thinking about the past, but if he was given a new start, the fair way of things would be that he would give another shot to the people around him too, a new start.

"Matheo, right?"

Asked Jang, while reaching for a handshake and carving a smile on his face.

"Ye', that's right, hey you hear, Yoe from one hall bellow us is throwing a party tomorrow, you coming... right?"

Asked Matheo, doing a pen spin with four fingers from his left hand, showing off his hobby talent.

"Sure man, I'll be there"

Responded Jang with a hint of doubt in his voice, while trying to think the answer out.

"Neat!"

Replied Matheo, exclaiming his words, while extending his hand to challange Jang on a power battle

"Let's go, Jang, let's see what you can do"

Jang confused as he was, put himself in the trap set out for him, but managed to win the match of arm wrestle between the two of them.

"Damn, you got a strong grip, Jong" 

Said Matheo, while he was rubbing his elbow, like it was stuck in place or it was numb.

*After school*

On his way home, Jang looked around, making sure no one was around him

"Could I release that spark again, hmm.."

Jang tried everything

"Spark, come out!

First he tried forcing it out, with words coming out of his mouth, thinking that maybe it could have a voice-code that could activate it, but it was not the case for him.

Then he did some wierd gestures with his left hand, snapping his fingers, but nothing worked, lastly, he rubbed two of his fingers from one of his hands together making a small, light blue spark with them.

"Woaaah!"

Exclaimed Jang, trying to recreate it again, but his shock and amazement were stopped by a voice from somewhere, which he thought that could be a tree.

"You really think you can do something with that?"

Startled, Jang looked around agitated, but he could not find he direction from where the voice was coming from.

"Up here, dummy, heyoo"

Said the voice of a girl, tilting herself from a tree branch, while waving her hand to Jang.

"W-well... why don't you try it?"

Asked Jang, blushing while looking up at her

"I am not a Star user, like you, dummy!"

Replied the girl with an unbothered hint in her voice and a sign of chuckle, while laying down on the branch with her back glued to the tree.

"Hey!"

Exclaimed Jang, grunting his eyes, as if he would've been offended by her comment.

"Wait, what did you say...?"

Asked Jang, rephrasing his sentence

"Take it, you will need it"

The girl dropped a cracker that was shaped like a dog, with a red substance inside it

Jang quickly glanced at the cookie. There was  was a sound of the tree branch moving, and when Jang raised his look to thank her, the girl wasn't there anymore.

*Somewhere around the outer space*

*Ominous sounds started*

*Vrrurrr, shashasah*

"J-an...g"

Said a raspy and faint voice of a thin mouth, filled with exhaustion near the side of his face, barely taking the works out of his throat.