The academy was in an uproar as students gathered in small groups, their voices a cacophony of shock and disbelief.
"What is this?" one student exclaimed, their eyes wide with horror as they scrolled through the disturbing videos on their phone.
"What the hell?" another muttered, shaking their head in disbelief. "This is... this is disturbing..."
The academy was in an uproar as many students were talking amongst themselves. After all, how could they not be?
First, it was the post that showed that a group of seniors were bullying a bunch of juniors. Of course, it got a response, but that wasn't enough to stir that much of an effect.
Mostly, people found out the identities of the attackers and demanded an apology as well as a punishment.
Nobody had correlated their actions with seniors. But then something else happened.
There are a bunch of videos of sophomore-year students getting beaten by a masked assailant.
The assailants showed no mercy even though the sophomore students didn't even do anything. They didn't fight. They were just getting beaten.
And at the end of all of the videos, the attackers said the same thing.
"This is payback for what seniors were doing to us."
"I can't believe this is happening," a sophomore whispered, their voice trembling with emotion. "I saw so many students in the infirmary... they were badly injured..."
"Open the path!"
Suddenly, they saw a man rushing to the infirmary.
"Hey!"
"What are you doing?"
Some of the students who were getting shoulder-pushed by that student threw an annoyed look.
"Shut up."
But the student didn't seem to care as his eyes filled with anger turned to look at the students for a second. "Leave before I lose myself."
"Hick!"
Because of the pressure, none of the students could withstand what happened here as they left.
Dorian's heart pounded in his chest as he raced towards the infirmary, his mind filled with a jumble of emotions. Helia, running alongside him, reached out to grasp his arm, her voice urgent as she tried to calm him down.
"Dorian, please," she pleaded, her eyes wide with concern. "You need to stay calm. We don't know what's going on yet."
But Dorian shook his head, his eyes burning with anger and fear. "How can I stay calm after seeing that video?" he demanded, his voice choked with emotion. "You know Aria was there as well…."
"I know….Sigh….."
As they reached the infirmary, Dorian's worst fears were realized. The room was filled with injured students, their groans of pain echoing off the walls. Most of them had friends hovering anxiously beside them, their faces drawn with worry.
Scanning the crowd, Dorian's heart lurched in his chest as he spotted his sister among them. Without hesitation, he pushed through the crowd, his steps quickening as he rushed to her side.
"Aria!" he called out, his voice trembling with emotion as he knelt beside her. "Are you okay? What happened?"
Aria looked up at her brother, her eyes filled with pain and exhaustion but also fear. "Dorian..." she mumbled. "I am fine, don't worry…."
Her injuries were already stated to heal to some extent, but because she was found early in the morning after the video came up and didn't get the treatment for the whole night, it took a little longer for her to heal up.
But Dorian could see through her brave facade, the bruises and cuts that had yet to be healed marring her skin, telling a different story.
"How did this happen?"
He asked, though he inwardly knew the answer.
"I-I don't know…" Aria mumbled. "On the way to the library, I was attacked suddenly…And then…." Yet, Aria couldn't answer more. The corner of her eyes shook, and she lowered her head slightly, gambling with the tip of her middle finger.
She would do it when she was anxious; it had already become a habit.
Dorian, hearing his sister's words, wanted to urge her to talk more, but then suddenly, his hands were grabbed by something warm.
Turning his head, he saw Helia looking at him while shaking her head. He realized that Aria must have already been having a hard time and that what he was just about to do was something stupid.
CLENCH!
Anger boiled within him as he clenched his fists, his gaze sweeping the room as he vowed to himself that he would find whoever was responsible for hurting his sister and make them pay.
"If they want a war, we will let them have it. Nobody can get away after doing something."
His eyes met with the other seniors, and all of them had the same idea in their heads.
The academy was changing already...
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