Some of the students at the table with King glared. He was cheating. They [i]knew[/i] he was cheating. No one could win that much in a row! Unfortunately, nobody could prove [i]how[/i] he was duping them. Some of them discreetly looked around him, trying to see if he had set up a device of some sort.

The aforementioned student glared back. "You fucking cheater," he said accusingly. He slammed his cards on the table and grabbed King by the collar. "Game's over, now gimme my money back, you fuck!" At once, the other students around the table stood up. Some backing away quickly, now wanting to get involved with this, while most of them flanked the boy, also eager to regain the things they lost as a bet.

Meanwhile, outside the classroom, Pablo was mostly ignored, and the crowd pushed forward, one of them shoving the poor kid over the shoulder as they went by. 

"Not your business, 'Hero', stay out of it," the one who shoved him jeered. 

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