Meanwhile, in Slater’s classroom.
Slater sat quietly on his desk, keeping his memory fresh from the last lessons they had last night.
Tak... tak... tak...
His concentration, however, was being disturbed by that very faint noise in their quiet classroom. Looking at where the sound was coming from, the first thing he saw was a crumbled paper hitting one of his classmates from the back.
Moving his eyes to where the papers were coming from, his gaze landed on Keith.
Keith chuckled while wasting papers, crumpling them into balls, and then throwing them in one of their classmates. The classmate on the receiving end could only lower his head and let these papers rain on him.
"Haha." Keith was about to throw another one when he noticed Slater looking at him. He shifted his attention to him and smirked. "What are you looking at?"
Hearing Keith’s provocation earned everyone’s attention. This time, they didn’t carry the same nonchalance or interest in what was to unfold. Today was the first day of their final exam. Therefore, they simply want to concentrate — at least for now.
Slater looked away from Keith. ’It’s not worth it.’
"Hey!" Taking Slater’s subtle action as a provocation, Keith rose from his chair. He approached Slater’s desk and tapped his back, making Slater look up at him. "Did you just sneer at me?"
"No."
Keith scorned, tapping the back of Slater’s shoulder once again. "Hey, did you think because I kept letting you off I’m done with you?"
"Keith, today’s the first day of the exam." Slater clasped his hand and kept his shaky heart still. "Please, not today."
"Then, when?" Keith returned in sarcasm. "Later? Haha. You little siscon. You’re becoming confident now just because your sister stood up for you, huh?"
"Hey, Keith!" James jumped from his seat and glared at him. "What do you think you’re doing now?"
Keith scoffed when his eyes landed on James. "Here goes another coward. You two... and that little sissy over there as well are so pathetic. How could you hide behind that little girl? Aren’t you ashamed?"
"How about you? Are you not ashamed that you kept picking on those you knew weaker than you?" Slater blurted out. He wasn’t even trying to fight him, but his words already flew out of his mouth before he could stop it.
"What did you say?"
"He said aren’t you ashamed that you kept picking on those who were weaker than you?" James bravely repeated what Slater called a mistake, making the latter gasp. "If there’s anyone who should be ashamed here, that’s you, Keith!"
Keith ran his tongue across his inner cheek, darting his eyes between the two. He took a languid step back, rocking his head.
"I see," he said. "So, you guys really had no balls to fight on your own, so you feel proud of hiding behind a girl. I guess you are truly one pathetic bunch. Well, what can I expect?"
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