Fights and Karaoke Chaos

The day started like any other at the school. We were all hanging out by the lockers, cracking jokes and complaining about how much we hated math class. Crimson, being his usual chaotic self, was fiddling with his headphones, barely paying attention to where he was walking. That's when disaster struck.

As the hallway filled with students, Crimson accidentally stumbled and almost tripped the absolute strongest guy in the school—a guy so intimidating that even the teachers seemed scared of him. His name was Marcus, and he was built like a tank. Rumor had it he'd once lifted a vending machine just because it ate his dollar.

Marcus turned around, glaring down at Crimson with the intensity of a thousand suns. "What's your problem, punk?" he growled.

Crimson, oblivious to the sheer danger he was in, smiled sheepishly. "Uh, my bad?"

That's when Marcus's eyes shifted to the rest of us. "You guys friends with this clown?"

"This dumbass?" I said, shaking my head. "How the hell did you manage to start a fight with him?"

"I accidentally almost tripped him in the hall," Crimson admitted, scratching the back of his head.

Kazuki sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Oh my god, you're an actual dumbass."

"No worries," Kai said, trying to sound optimistic.

Leon crossed his arms. "Nah, I will worry. Do you see this guy? He's going to snap us in half."

Before we could come up with an escape plan, MJ had already bolted down the hallway, yelling, "I'm not getting involved in this!"

"Well, we're already here," Crimson said, shrugging. "Might as well fight him."

We all stared at him like he'd lost his mind, but somehow, we ended up agreeing. Except MJ, of course, who was probably halfway to the cafeteria by now.

Three minutes later…

We were all lying on the ground in various states of pain, groaning and clutching our bruises. Marcus stood over us, not even breaking a sweat. He gave us one last warning glare before walking away like nothing happened.

"Well, that was a failure, wasn't it?" Kai said, wincing as he sat up.

"Yep," Leon agreed, rubbing his shoulder. "But hey, at least we gained some experience in fighting."

"No," Kazuki corrected. "We gained experience in getting beaten up."

Crimson grinned despite his black eye. "That was kind of fun. We should do this again sometime."

"We should not," we all said in unison.

After surviving the ordeal with Marcus, we decided to take it easy for the rest of the day. Kai suggested karaoke, and somehow, we all agreed. Well, all of us except MJ, who was still traumatized from earlier and refused to come out of hiding.

When we got to the karaoke place, we all stood awkwardly in the lobby, staring at the price list.

"So, who's paying?" Kazuki asked.

"Not me," Kai said immediately.

"Yeah, same," Leon added. Crimson and I nodded in agreement.

"Okay, how about we all split it?" Kai suggested.

"I'm broke," Crimson said with a shrug.

Kai glared at him. "Well, you're paying too. Figure it out."

In the end, we managed to scrape together enough cash, though Crimson ended up owing us all $50. He'd probably be paying it off for the next year.

Once we got into the karaoke room, chaos ensued. Kazuki grabbed the mic first, belting out some off-key pop song that had us all rolling on the floor laughing.

"Bro, you sound like a dying walrus," Crimson said, tears streaming down his face.

"Let's see you do better," Kazuki shot back, handing Crimson the mic.

Crimson's performance was somehow even worse. He sang with so much passion but absolutely no talent, and we couldn't stop laughing. Kai recorded the whole thing on his phone, threatening to post it online.

"Do it, and I'll delete your entire eSound playlist," Crimson warned.

Meanwhile, Leon was messing with the song queue, adding the most ridiculous songs he could find. When "Barbie Girl" started playing, Kazuki groaned.

"Who did this?" he asked, glaring at Leon.

Leon just grinned. "You're welcome."

The night continued with more terrible singing, lots of laughter, and a few questionable choices. At one point, Crimson put on a wig he found in the props box and started dramatically lip-syncing to a ballad.

"I'm crying," Kai said, clutching his stomach as he laughed.

"You're going to be crying when I send you the bill for my performance," Crimson shot back, striking a pose.

Toward the end of the night, we decided to do a group performance. We picked the loudest, most chaotic song we could find and screamed into the mics, completely ignoring the melody. The karaoke staff probably hated us, but we didn't care. It was one of the best nights we'd had in a while.

By the time we left, our voices were hoarse, our stomachs hurt from laughing, and Crimson was still grumbling about being $50 in debt. As we walked home, we couldn't stop talking about the ridiculousness of the day.

"So, what did we learn today?" Leon asked.

"That Crimson should never be allowed near strong people or a karaoke mic," Kazuki said.

"Fair point," Crimson admitted, smirking. "But you gotta admit, it was fun."

Kai nodded. "Yeah, it was. But next time, let's try to avoid getting beaten up and going into debt, okay?"

"No promises," Crimson said with a laugh.

And with that, we headed home, ready for whatever chaos the next day would bring.