Darius Kim Leader Of The Street Fighting Club

"Animalistic fighting crew?" Kyndle asked, raising an eyebrow. "That's the best you could come up with?"

Darius shrugged, a grin on his face. "It's not about the name, it's about what we stand for. We're not going to be like those other clubs, we're going to be different. We're going to be a crew that values loyalty and friendship over strength and power."

Alex adjusted his glasses, a thoughtful look on his face. "I like it," he said, nodding. "But instead, let's just call it 'The Street Fighting Club.' The way you fought out there didn't seem like a martial art but more wild."

Mera smiled, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "I'm in," she said, raising her hand.

"Me too," Alex added, raising his hand as well.

Kyndle rolled her eyes but raised her hand nonetheless. "Fine, I'm in. But only because I don't want to be left out."

Darius grinned, clapping his hands together. "Great! Now, let's get to work. We have a lot to do if we want to stand a chance against those other clubs."

Alex raised his notebook and adjusted his glasses. "Well, the first order of business should be roles. And luckily, I've already thought of it."

Kyndle gave him a confused look. "But the crew started 5 minutes ago."

Completely ignoring her statement, Alex opened his book and started reading from it. "According to my research, successful crews often have designated roles to ensure efficiency and effectiveness in their operations. I propose that we assign the following roles to each member of our crew:

Darius - The Leader: Darius, as the founder of the crew, will be responsible for making strategic decisions, coordinating the crew's activities, and providing guidance to the members. (Also being the human body shield)."

"I'm sorry, what?" Darius asked, but Alex quickly moved on to the next ones.

Alex - The Brain: With my analytical mind and extensive knowledge, I will be in charge of researching and developing strategies for our fights. I'll analyze our opponents' weaknesses and devise plans to exploit them.

Mera - The Heart: Mera, known for her passion and determination, will be responsible for motivating and inspiring the crew. She will keep our spirits high and ensure that we stay focused and united.

Kyndle - The Technician: Kyndle, with her technical skills and attention to detail, will handle the technical aspects of our crew. She will be responsible for maintaining our equipment, setting up training sessions, and ensuring that everything runs smoothly.

"Each role is crucial for the success of our crew," Alex explained. "By assigning specific responsibilities, we can maximize our strengths and work together as a well-oiled machine."

Darius nodded, impressed by Alex's proposal. "I like it."

"One thing though, HOW ARE WE GONNA LEARN HOW TO FIGHT WITH ANIMAL INSTINCTS?" Mera asked with an anxious voice.

"Oh, that's the fun part. Darius will be doing all the fighting," Alex muttered, trying to dismiss what he said before Darius denied.

"Wait, what! Why do I have to do all the fighting?! I'm already asthmatic; my lungs can't handle all of that pressure."

Tom Lee chuckled and spoke into Darius's head. "Yeah, but now you have my lung capacity, also my strength, stamina, etc."

Darius whispered into his shirt. "So now you're on their side!?" He breathed in and sighed. "Fine, I guess I'll do the fighting," he said reluctantly and rubbed his temples. "So, there's some things you all should know. We live in Chuncheon, right? Well, the clubs in this school aren't bound to just this school; the martial arts clubs aren't just school clubs, they're gangs."

The room fell silent as Alex's words sunk in. Kyndle was the first to break the silence. "Gangs? You mean like...criminal gangs?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Alex nodded, his expression serious. "Yes, exactly like that. They're not just about martial arts, they're involved in all sorts of illegal activities."

Mera's eyes widened in shock. "But...why would the school allow such clubs to exist?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly.

Alex shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe they don't know the full extent of what's going on. Or maybe they're turning a blind eye because the clubs bring prestige to the school."

Darius's fist clenched and he grabbed his backpack. "We'll take them out right now, where are they?" He asked and Alex, Mera and Kyndle all looked at each in worry. Alex cleared his throat nervously, "Actually, all the leaders and their second in command all meet up in an area of the cafeteria that even the teachers don't interrupt, and since you're now a club you have to attend it."

Darius nodded and headed towards the door, "Alright, I'll go." As soon as he said this, Mera grabbed his arm in an attempt to stop him, "You can't go alone, it's way too dangerous, I don't care how strong you got." 

Darius patted her on the head and chuckled. "I won't be alone." When he said this, Tom Lee began laughing, and Darius smirked. He then walked out of the library and towards the hallway.

"After I make sure my friends are able to walk the halls of this school without having to look behind their shoulders in fear of some maniac hitting their neck with a roundhouse kick," he muttered to himself, "I'm gonna find a way to send you to hell, 'Genius of Fighting Tom Lee'."

Tom cackled deeply in Darius's mind as he headed to the cafeteria. "Aww, and here I thought I was starting to grow on you," Tom said with a mock pout.

Darius rolled his eyes. "You might be useful, but don't get too comfortable. This is temporary. I didn't ask for your help, and I sure as hell don't plan to keep you around."

As Darius walked into the empty cafeteria, the silence sent shivers down his spine. "Now, where is this secret location?" He muttered to himself as he looked around, suddenly he heard yelling and arguing behind a door. "Let's get this over with." He shakingly reached for the handle and opened it to see Sarah Kim with Jang-Cheol Ahn behind her, Ethan Park with Zack and Jeom-bae standing behind him. And Jerry Seong with nobody behind him. And they all locked eyes on Darius.

Sarah looked at Darius with a surprised expression, "Darius, what are you doing here? Don't you know that this is a club meeting?" She said with an angry expression. Darius went and grabbed a chair and sat in it. "I am in a club, the street fighters." {Darius Kim; Leader of the street fighting club}