"Don't move you fucking loser!" The guy with blond hair shouted. They were in an abandoned classroom of a high school. This school was one of a kind filled with all kinds of delinquents and young criminals.
"Stop! Why are you doing this!?" The boy that was lying on the ground shouted. He had a small stature and a bowl cut. His appearance was enough to make him a bullying target, let alone his personality.
His clothes were torn apart and there were all kinds of drawings and writings on his body. His glasses had been broken and thrown to the ground.
There were three people outside of him in the room. They all had flashy clothes and mean faces. A normal person would probably change their way if they encountered these guys on the street.
"Do we look like we need a reason?" A boy with long black hair asked.