On the first day of school, the gangster prince transferred to my class and told me to get out while holding a cigarette in his mouth.
I silently took out the guarantee letter that his father had knelt down to sign last night: "Your father says if you continue to be a gangster, he will break your legs."
The prince's face turned pale, and the younger brothers behind him suddenly bowed in unison: "Hello, principal!"
I laughed because the entire city's underworld knew that the new principal was once the most wanted criminal in Asia.
