The rest of the students were laughing, but there was a wicked grin on both of their faces. The smile of a tall, brown-haired, blue-eyed boy with a slightly awkward chin and a chest that was always puffed out. She didn't need a confession, because that said it all: Damian Smith was the one behind it.
Eris quickly got up and walked towards Damian, every step the girl took echoing around the courtyard. Even with dozens of people watching and laughing, it was still possible to hear the sound of the girl slapping that idiot across the face.
Damian fell backwards with shock, he had never received this kind of retaliation for his actions. A little confused, he realized that he was now the focus of the jokes.
"Is Damian Smith that weak?"
"He always walks around so confident, that's hilarious"
"What an idiot boy"