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[color=firebrick][h3]Donny Yang[/h3][/color][/center]

Things went to shit very quickly. A table fell over not too far away where Ezra and some others were sitting at. Jett and Ezra went over to pick a fight, leaving Donny and Mina behind. This made Donny increasingly nervous. On one hand he wanted to go fight for his fellow students too, but he also didn't want to get into trouble on the first day of school. He knew that whatever was going on was meant to look like an accident. It didn't take a genius to figure out that someone intentionally went to goad some of the more hotheaded kids of A1 to cause trouble. And sure enough after seeing Ezra kick a table to the wall, Donny could only sigh as he figured they were all in the dog house now.

He wasn't about to let Jett and Ezra ruin their first day at Komei by starting a fight. So Donny it up and tried to talk things out peacefully. That was his first mistake. [color=firebrick]”C-C-C’mon dude, you can't get into t-t-trouble on the first d-d-d-day of school! T-T-T-They j-just trying to g-g-get you into trouble!”[/color] Donny tried to talk to Jett and Ezra, hoping to somehow calm things before they got too heated. Second mistake. 

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Most of the A2 kids were busy talking among themselves when Hett and Ezra came over to confront them. The pale boy noticed them coming and stood up. The class president simply looked towards the little girl and whispered into her ear, and shortly after the girl left. When Jett started talking, the pale kid was quick to respond in kind. [color=ed1c24]“The fuck you talking about? You just here to pick a fight cuz you think you got balls? You fuckers think you're hot shit just because you got lucky to get A1, and now you wanna flex. We got our tables, so we don't have any reason to deal with pissants like you!”[/color] The A2 Class president sighed, standing up and putting a hand on the pale kid’s shoulder. [color=a187be]“Ah Asahi-kun, your frustration is warranted, but it's an uphill battle.”[/color] She then looked at Jett with a cheeky smile. [color=a187be]“That's the Frenchman’s kid. You know what that means, don't you? He gets to get away with whatever he wants because he has family who’ll give him everything he wants. Not like the rest of us who needs to work out way to the top. And even if we do… Well of course someone would take exception to that, wouldn't they?”[/color]

As for Ezra, his bottle was quickly intercepted with a pair of chopsticks from the pink haired girl. As for the flying table, the blond kid who was hanging out in A1 dove forward and knocked a bunch of students to the ground as Ezra's table blasted right past them, knocking more tables and chairs over until it crashed against the wall. [color=aba000]"Ah piss fuck!"[/color] The kid yelled in pain as his shin was bleeding massively. He unfortunately got his leg caught when he pushed the others over. While nothing was broken, he had a bloody red gash and missing parts of his pants. All the while the purple haired girl just looked bored and disappointed. The pink haired one glared at the back of Ezra's head. [color=ec008c]“Really now, you two are suppose to be future heroes? Thuggery might let you scare shopkeepers and little kids, but you'll have to do better than if you plan to face actual villains.”[/color] A bunch of students, even those who weren't part of A2, started taking video recordings on their phones. Suddenly nearly everyone except a few of the A2 kids cleared out as if they were expecting a fight.

The class president stepped forward and clasped her hands together. [color=a187be]“Clearly there's been a misunderstanding here. Perhaps some of us are simply too excited for their first day of school. Pray tell, what exactly have the class of A2 done to bother you so much, Mr. Frenchman Junior?”[/color] The class president was all smiles and polite, making it somewhat hard to tell if she was just trying to take control of this situation or goading. It certainly looked like some students were ready for a fight though.

That's when the pale kid, Asahi, put his hand on the class president's shoulder and stood protectively in front of her. [color=ed1c24]"Forget it, prez. They don't got a reason. Fucking tautological crusaders here. They think they're heroes, so that justifies whatever shit they pull. So they ain't here to talk. There here to fight!"[/color]