Sung Jin Woo Middle Finger Novels & Stories

His knees bent, preparing to kick into my body. But I was ready. Without breaking eye contact, I moved my right hand to intercept, catching Jongdae's foot midair. He grunted, the sound muffled by my hand, and I flipped him upside down. He landed on the ground, groaning, and I followed up with a knee strike to his gut. He gasped, trying to regain his breath. "Jongdae, you're like a little kid sometimes," Hyunwoo teased, watching the exchange from afar. "Why do you have to act so tough when you know you can't compete with Seojin-ssi?"

says the loving, warm voice. "I punched him in the face, Mom," I sigh. "He keeps getting in her business." She sighs. "How bad is it?" I look at my right hand. The knuckles are beet red, but some purple is starting to rise to the surface, along with swelling. The middle one looks like it wants to bleed. Actually, the two on the other side want to as well, but the hand itself feels stiff. "I temporarily have fucked my hand up," I answer, shaking it out again.

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

(*Hoobae - younger colleague in school/work. **Soju - korean alcohol, similar to vodka.) - Officer Kim. It's so nice to see you, sunbae-nim.- Soo Min smiled brightly as he came closer. They hugged each other slightly, then she used hands to point on her partner standing nearby.- This is Jung Hyun Woo, the new detective I told you about, officer Kim.- she introduced him. - Hello, sunbae-nim.- Hyun Woo said with due respect and even saluted, making officer Kim laugh slightly.

I pointed out my index finger somewhere that would make her understand I'm pointing at Eun-woo. Soo-jin turned to face me and gave me a plain reaction. "He's a drunk man." "So, what? What if he's a man and he's drunk? He shouldn't have done that to me," I continued. "Alright. I understand your frustration. And on behalf of him and what he did, I apologize." Soo-jin turned off the faucet from the sink before approaching me. She held my hand and I remained to stare at her. "How about we let him make it up to you tomorrow?"