Due to his reserved nature and limited relations with other students, sometimes he can give off the impression of being introverted and shy to those who don't know his sinister reputation. One of these mistaken students was in Wolf's summer course.
Another lesser-known fact about him was that despite being a union member, he would consider himself studious. He enjoyed taking mathematical courses and quietly progressing through them, enjoying how they never required group assignments or even interacting with other students. Unfortunately for him, this serenity didn't last long.
"Hey, man! Wow, you're already completing the exam practice! You must seriously like this course!" Wolf eyed him with an annoyed expression. He'd seen his type before, fools who had convinced themselves that they were outgoing and charming whenever speaking to those they felt were 'shy,' not realizing that they come off as obnoxious and annoying. Even when he was younger, he would see other students like this. Acting like they were helping someone out, talking to them and pretending to sound sincere. Listening to the boy in front of him speak, he could tell the lack of genuineness just from a glance. He could ignore it if they were conversing as they would normally, but going out of their way and speaking in a hyper-friendly voice made him feel as though they were looking down on him.
He ignored the blonde teenager who was still staring at him. Despite being in the same class, he seemed older than Wolf, "cmon man, don't leave me hanging!" he said while waving his hand like some little kid at a park. "G-" Wolf was interrupted when the blonde grabbed Wolf's hand and fist-bumped it. Wolf wasn't the type to let people off the hook, but unlike Helmet, he wouldn't tarnish the calmness he had gained in the classroom, and without saying a word, he shook his hand free and continued doing his work. The blonde student finally took the hint and went back to his desk. The teacher droned on about the remaining topics, boring Wolf as he already knew this. Still, he continued working ahead. Soon enough, the class ended with students being dismissed and heading out.
"Man, that class was shit. It sucks how I gotta repeat it," the blonde student said to his friends, "the teacher sounds fucking depressed. I swear I'm gonna fall asleep". Laughing, the trio noticed a purple-haired student with the same uniform approaching them. "Oh hey! You're the one from our class. Seriously, you should sit in the back with us so we can help each other out," he chuckled. "Hey man, you know this guy?" another of the trio asked, no doubt all of them appeared as class-repeaters to Wolf. "Hey, I didn't mean to leave you hanging earlier. Here, let me return it," said Wolf. "Nah, don't worry about -" before being tackled by Wolf.
Wasting no time, he started going at the boy's arms, bruising them up in no time. At this point, his friends were already on both sides of Keum, kicking him in the ribs and bringing their fists down on his back, but Wolf didn't flinch and continued to work his way to the blonde's fingers, snapping them with ease. Finally, after the blonde was a muttering mess on the floor, Wolf got up and started walking away, paying no mind to the other two as he did so.
He always enjoyed messing up arrogant fuckers in front of their friends; in his mind, he felt as though he was doing them a favor, uncovering the facade of charm they pretended to have.
