The bell rang, signaling the start of recess. The hallways soon became busy, but Damian and his group had no time for idle chatter. They gathered in the corner of the hallway, near the stairs that led to block C.
"This is it," Damian said, his eyes sharp.
Jisoo rolled her shoulders, ready for violence.
Minho snapped his fingers.
The two new members, the former leader of 9A and his deputy, followed behind, eager to take out the humiliations they had already suffered on that side of the school.
The group walked down the hallway as if they owned the place. The other students made way, looking away.
"Let's end this farce," Damian muttered before kicking open the door to room 9C.
BANG!
The door slammed against the wall and all the students turned around, startled.
The leader of 9C, Jun-seok, a skinny and cowardly kid who thought he was the best because he had the back of 9D, stood up with a panicked expression.
"W-who do you think—"
That was the last word.
Minho charged forward like a bull, punching the first bully who stood up in the face.
The guy sent two desks flying backwards.
The former leader of 9A and the vice-leader started beating up two big guys who were getting involved.
Damian kicked the leg of another kid who came at him, and when he fell, he landed a knee to the face.
Another one tried to come from behind and Damian spun around, landing a perfect cross to the chin.
The guy fell unconscious.
Inside the room, desks flew, screams of pain echoed.
It was brutal.
In the corner, Jisoo chased Jun-seok.
The leader of 9C tried to run, but stumbled.
Jisoo showed no mercy. She jumped on top of him, mounted him, and began to unleash a series of violent punches on the coward's face.
— SON OF A BITCH! WHO'S IN CHARGE NOW?!
— BAM! BAM! BAM!
Blood was spurting, Jun-seok's eyes were already purple.
The other bullies who tried to confront Damian and company were already fallen or lying on the floor, groaning.
The sound of desks and screams turned into a heavy silence.
The entire room was destroyed.
Damian pulled the leader of 9C by the hair, just like he had done with 9A.
— You work for us now. Or you'll get beaten up every break. Got it?
Jun-seok, with his face swollen and bleeding, could only nod.
Jisoo still wanted to reach out further, but Damian held her back.
— Enough. This trash has already understood.
They turned around and left, leaving a trail of destruction.
The students of 9C watched, not daring to do anything.
As they left, Damian looked at his friends, his fists clenched.
— Two more to go.