Fatty Zachary's Tears

With the show that occurred in this corridor of the female's dormitory area, how could Christine still have the face to remain?

Amidst the dazed looks of the crowd, she ran away and made her escape.

Calvin stretched his hand out and smacked the Fatty Zachary on his head, "Look at what you have done!" He scolded.

Fatty Zachary awkwardly scratched his head, "Well, well, well. You don't have to be that harsh on me, brother. I only did what I must—support you in your ascension to the stairs of adulthood."

"Stairs of adulthood, my ass!" Calvin rolled his eyes at Fatty Zachary.

"The show's over guys, why the hell are you guys even here for? You a lot sure have the balls to skip the morning routine!"

Calvin swept his gaze across the other newbies and they revealed bitter smiles on their faces.