Inside the classroom, everyone minded their own business. Meanwhile, although they just transferred, the new students blended in with any situation easily whenever something happened.

Cursing John, fawning over John, chatting with friends while glaring at John, observing John from afar silently, and also some things qualified to be considered normal. A male student listening to music via headphones for example.

Strangely enough, never minding the two female transfer students, no one questioned anything with the unusual situation about five muscular older guys transferring to this class.

And so, with the addition of new classmates, the classroom looked different than usual, yet still feels the same. Or so that's what the situation looked like a few minutes ago.

Just now, the sudden breakdown of a certain someone attracted almost everyone's attention. The entire class became silent because of this.

One would immediately think of John as the cause whenever there would be a commotion. However, this 'someone' causing a commotion right now is not John.

"I'msosorry!Ishould'vehelped!I'msosorry!Ishould'vehelped!"

"...Stop making a noise, Jason. I can't concentrate," said John with a frown while facing Jason who kept saying the same words over and over again.

"I'm so sorry!-I should've helped!-I'm so sorry!-I should've helped!-" repeatedly muttered Jason with lifeless eyes while gripping the end of the desk with his hands.

Everyone else nearby stared at Jason with faces of confusion, probably wondering inside their minds as to what his problem is--

"I can't hear Hielo's songs well, so will you shut up!? No one cares about your problems!" shouted a male classmate wearing headphones not far from behind Jason.

--Or maybe they did not care at all and simply got annoyed.

And speaking of the student wearing headphones, although it may be not normal for this school to let someone wear headphones during classes, no one can stop the students from breaking the rules right now since both of their only dedicated law enforcers, the class's Teacher and the Class President, are currently absent.

John decided to ignore Jason and turned his back to him.

Sigh... Why is everyone acting like there's nothing wrong with five muscular guys staying here? ...Nah, I shouldn't be worrying about that for now. More importantly, what time is it right now anyway?

As John thought that, he checked his phone for the time.

May 11, 2032. Tuesday. 11:45 AM.

Alright, it's almost time for lunch. When the bell rings, I'll try to ask Ivan for last night's compensation if I have time... Wait a minute... The girls are glaring at me again!? When are they gonna get tired of doing this malicious prank?

As he looked around him for clues, John kept thinking about what to do within the next hour and also about how to avoid the girls. However, his attention instantly focused Jason who stood up all of a sudden.

"...Everyone, I have something to say!" said Jason while having a lowered head as he stood up from his chair.

Everyone, including the transfer students who just minded their own business a few minutes ago, also turned their attention to Jason as he spoke those words.

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Hurry! Run faster! I already took a trip back home to get my school uniform so I don't care if I'm late! Why did I even find myself waking up inside John's house this morning anyway!?

The Class President thought that as she ran through the school's hallway while carrying her school supplies, heading directly for her classroom.

Due to the Class President's rush, she could not react in time to stop her momentum when a Teacher suddenly showed up from the side.

"Aaaaaah! Move awaaay-- Aaaah!"

"Huh!? What the-- Yaaah!"

Both of them violently crashed and fell on top of each other.

"Uhnn... Why were you running?" asked the Teacher as she attempted the remove the Class President laying on top of her.

"Uh... I-I'm sorry. I just arrive here and I was late so-- Huh? Why are you here, Teacher? I thought you already started the class," replied the Class President upon realizing that she actually bumped against her class's Teacher.

The two of them managed to get up on their feet and slowly walked together while tidying up their clothes as they continued their conversation.

"Today was my scheduled visit to my sister's hospital, so I just arrived here late too."

"Ohhh, right! I forgot that you have to do that every now and then. Once again, I'm sorry for what happened just now."

"No, no! It's okay. It was my fault too since I didn't loo-- Wait, what's that noise?"

The two of them stopped upon hearing loud shouts from somewhere.

"I don't know... It sounds like it came from... Ah!" said the Class President as she pointed at the door a few meters away from them.

The door of their classroom.

Without hesitation, the two of them ran for the classroom and opened the door quickly.

A shocking sight greeted them afterwards, leaving their mouths hanging open.

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"Aaaaah! Someone stop them!!!" screamed a girl from afar.

Screams were heard all over the room, but it mostly came from the girls.

The room became messy due to the current activity. Chairs got scattered everywhere.

Everyone who happened to be near the commotion stood up and got themselves away from the group of people causing the said commotion.

Oh my god! Why is this happening!?

John thought that as he tried to make sense of the situation inside the classroom.

A group of male students were beating up Jason in front of the everyone as they asked questions like,

"Who did it!?", "Why didn't you do anything!?", "You're that piece of shit who posted it online last night, aren't you!?", "Why did you let that happen to my homework's savior!?"

While shielding himself as the boys kept beating him up, Jason replied with, "N-no, stop! Please! Ow! I'll tell you who did it, but not n-Ow! It's too dangerous! Ow! Stop that!"

"Hmph. You better tell us later at lunch," said one of the boys while cracking his fists.

The group of boys immediately stopped swinging their fists, leaving Jason lying on the floor with a swollen face and some possibly broken bones.

T-this is scary! Even though I knew about what Jason was talking about, I still can't make myself interfere to stop him from getting beaten up any further! I'll have to apologize to him later. I can't let everyone else's aggression turn on me.

John thought that while sweating in fear as he helplessly observed the poor Jason struggling to stand up.

Oh, that's right! Ivan can hel-- ...Never mind.

John looked at Ivan's group, only to find them just casually chatting among themselves, seemingly not caring about what happened to Jason.

These guys! I'll definitely have a word with them later! If they keep on act--

"What is happening here!?" A familiar loud female voice interrupted Johns thoughts.

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The voice belonged to their classroom's Teacher and it came from the entrance.

John looked at the entrance and he spotted the Teacher wearing an angry face. Meanwhile, the Class President just stood behind her with a shocked expression.

What do those old people say again...? Oh right, it's "Jesus Christ!" Or whatever that means... Please, just don't include me in the punishment of these guys, Teacher.

John swore inside his mind as he crouched on his seat in an attempt to make himself smaller, hoping the Teacher won't notice him.

"Oh shit! Looks like Teacher saw us beating up Jason!" said one of the male students who beat up Jason, his legs shaking in fear.

"Fuck! It's Class Pres! This faggot Jason lied to us! Let's beat him up for lying!" shouted another while pointing at Jason who displayed a shocked face.

"Don't say that, you dumb shit! Look! She's even angrier now!" angrily said another while pointing at the Teacher.

"Oh fuck! Why won't you guys fucking stop swearing already!? You sons of bitches know our Teacher fucking hates swear words, right!" said another.

"Who cares about that shitty old hag? We're angry so let's beat the shit out of that bitch too!" replied another as he pointed at the Teacher using his middle finger.

"Yeah! You're right! I'm charging in! Oh, and let's make her angry too so that we'll be equal! Everyone, keep saying 'Fuck'! Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck!" said another as he started running towards the Teacher while clenching his fists all while he yelled like a mad man.

"Me too! Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck!" followed up by another, also while clenching his fists as he charged at the teacher.

"Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuuuuuuuck!!!!!!"

For some reason, all the angry boys charged at the Teacher while yelling corrupted words over and over again like a broken record.

Everyone else became silent. Only the voice of the angry male students echoed throughout the entire classroom.

...Again, Jesus Christ! It's like you guys have a death wish! Even Jason already got himself far away from your group despite his injuries! And Ivan's group... Ah, they're gone. When did they find the time to get out of the room?

After John thought that, he closed his eyes while crouching down even more. He also covered his ears.

Of course, John did not see what happened next, but he heard horrible sounds,

"Ahhh! No! Stop!", "It's breaking! S-stoop!", "Aaa! My arm!", "Ugh!", "Nooo!", "Aaaghh!"

There were also occasional snapping sounds and loud thuds, followed by grunts and screams.

After the noise of the male students ceased, John slowly opened his eyes.

The sight of a mountain of bodies greeted him afterwards.

On top of the mountain stood the female Teacher, gripping an iron meter stick tinted with a small amount of red as she breathed heavily while looking around the room with bloodshot eyes. Everyone wondered where the meter stick came from.

Oh god, It happened again. When will those guys ever learn? And for her to look that scary even when wearing her work clothes... We really shouldn't mess with Teacher.

John thought that while involuntarily shivering from the sight of unmoving bodies.

The school bell rang a few seconds later.

The other students who were left unharmed tidied up the messy room.

The Teacher went back to her own chair, leaving the pile of unconscious bodies to display themselves in full glory.

And as if on que, the Class President entered the room silently and went for her chair, placing her things on her desk afterwards.

Sigh... It's lunch, so we're saved. Oh, the Teacher is calm now... How quick. Wait, where did her metal stick go? Did she hide it under the desk?

John eased his tension and sat properly on his chair. Everyone else who watched the commotion happen did the same too.

All of a sudden, with a plopping sound, something clung behind John.

"Oh shi--" John cut his words short, then, he looked at the Teacher.

She's glaring back at him.

"--Oh sh-shiiieeieney! Will you stop doing that, Chloe?" said John after inventing a new word, all while stiffly observing the Teacher for reactions.

"Hmph."

The Teacher just looked away from John while crossing her arms.

"...Shieieney? ...John, let's have lunch together," said Chloe while burying her face on John's back.

"Now wait a minute! L-look! Look! The girls are coming this way so get away before they try to copy you!" yelled John as he shook off Chloe using a small amount of force with his hands.

"Aahh!" surprisingly, even this small amount of force turned out to be enough to make Chloe fall on her back. She did not even try to stand up and just bobbed her shoulders quietly while lowering her head.

Geez, she fell just like that!? I don't care anymore! ...Now where did Ivan and his friends go off too? I can't believe they just slipped away from this room during the entire commotion.

Thinking that, John stood up and went outside the classroom in order to look for Ivan.

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"Ow... That really hurt..." Jason muttered to himself inside the infirmary while laying on a bed after being treated, now looking like his entire head got wrapped in tissue paper. The other beds were also fully occupied by some of his classmates who were in a similar state.

Jason tried to move both of his arms and wriggled his fingers.

"Good... I can still move them. Now, where's my phone... ah, here it is!"

He then operated on his phone.

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Damn! It turned out that my efforts were useless! And on top of that, 'that guy' treated my little angel like a trash! He just left her on the floor crying! What the hell!? This makes me more angry at him than the others who injured me just now!

When I get out of this room, I'll look for that bastard and punch him in the face!

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"And, submit! ...I'm getting sleepy. I should rest for now. That John will really get it after I wake up," said Jason as swung his arms hard in an attempt to punch the air.

This caused his phone to slip from his hand.

The sound of a breaking glass followed.

"...Oh shit."