Underground Fight Club

The school bell rang loudly, piercing the air and signaling the end of the day. Among the sea of students rushing out, C stood tall and calm.

He lifted his backpack onto his right shoulder. The strap landed perfectly on his shoulder, as if he were preparing for something more than just heading home.

He glanced back and saw Luna still at her desk, quietly packing her books.

"Hey Luna, come on. Let's head to our usual spot."

Luna gave him a quick look. "Can't you tell I'm busy?"

C sighed when he saw all the books stacked across her desk. Without saying anything, he stepped in and helped her put them into her bag.

"There. Let's go."

Luna stood up, holding her bag with both hands. It was obvious the weight was too much for her.

With a gentle but firm gesture, C took the bag from her. He held it with one hand like it weighed nothing.

Luna blinked in surprise. "H-Hey! I can carry that myself!"