Hearing that laugh, Norman could not help but smack him on the head and say, "Stop laughing like that, you are scaring the shit out of me," he said, feeling creeped out inside.
"Oh, really? Hehe~" Paolo could only chuckle as he looked at Vlad and said.
"Should I go first, or should you big brother?"
Vlad just stood there with an air of invincibility around him and as he calmly walked to the side of the doorway and leaned his back against the wall.
"You three enjoy yourselves first, I will do it later,"
Vlad said nonchalantly, as if Evan were nothing more than an object that could be broken without consequence.
Evan, who was looking down at the floor was filled with resentment.
He did not dare look at them because if he did, the fire burning in his eyes would only anger them even more.
So he needed to hold it in, he needed to hold it in as much as possible.
"Aight~ What about you big sister? Do you want to join in on the fun as well?" Paolo asked as he looked at Alya.
Alya’s appearance was that of a tomboy, she did not wear the school uniform designated for girls.
Instead, she wore very short shorts, a black shirt, and a jacket, giving her a tomboyish appearance with a thug like vibe.
Even though she looked like this, her charm was not something that could be ignored.
She had the appearance of a devilish girl with an amazing figure, even though she was only seventeen years old.
"Do not include me in your sick play, just get rid of this nuisance,"
Alya said with a look of disgust as she walked toward the railing at the edge of the rooftop.
"Suit yourself, then allow me to go first," Paolo said with a grin.
After saying that, he then walked toward Evan with a smile on his face.
"Hello there Evan, since school is very close to ending, we have to enjoy this moment while we still can. So, Evan, please let us enjoy this moment properly, okay?"
As he said this, Paolo lowered himself and looked at Evan face to face.
Hearing this, Evan felt his blood run cold. He even felt something crawl across his skin, as if a killing intent were coming from Paolo, making his body react on its own.
Unknowingly Evan, who had only been lying weakly on the floor with his head lowered, suddenly delivered an uppercut with all his strength.
"Woah!" Paolo said with a chuckle as he leaned back.
Then, with his hands still in his pockets, Paolo kicked Evan directly in the abdomen, making him puke out a mouthful of blood.
After all the kicking he had already suffered, Evan’s body was extremely weak and vulnerable.
A kick that seemed powerful enough to break a wood was not something he could withstand.
With that, he was flung across the floor, rolling and rolling several times until he finally stopped.
His body ended up to the railings of the roof.
"Bull’s eye."
When Paolo said this, he rushed forward with a laugh and unleashed a barrage of punches and kicks while Evan could only protect himself with his hands.
"Pak~!"
"Shrk~!"
"Plk~!"
...
Each hit was devastating, making Evan feel that living a life like this was truly suffering.
He greatly wondered why it had to be him.
Why?
Why did it always have to be him?
As Evan thought of this, tears began to seep from his eyes.
"Haha, look, this guy can actually cry. After beating him up for so long, that tough persona of his finally seems to have broken down," Norman said when he saw lines of tears coming from Evan’s eyes.
Alya who had been glued to her phone for a while, when she heard that, she looked over and saw that Evan was really crying.
She frowned for a moment and was about to move to stop this, but she paused and focused on her phone again.
It was not her problem in the first place. Besides, who was she to intervene for this trash?
So, without a care in the world, she simply buried herself in her phone and continued playing some RPG game.
"Holy crap, this trash can actually cry?" Paolo said, shocked as well.
He stepped back and looked at Evan in disbelief.
Then, that shocked expression suddenly turned into a sneer as he laughed and stomped on Evan’s right hand.
PAK!
Evan, who was already drowning in pain, let out another muffled groan mixed with sobs.
"I really thought, for the first time, that you were some immovable person or something. But you do know that this really ruins the mood, right?"
Paolo said this with a sigh as his left foot stomped on another part of Evan’s hand, making Evan’s eyes turn red from pain.
"We were supposed to leave this event at a good part, but I suppose it is time for us to reveal it," Paolo said while shaking his head in disappointment.
"Are you not going to do it, big brother? Since this is your well crafted plan, is it not?" Paolo called out as he looked behind him.
The quiet Vlad, who had only been looking down with a lazy expression, slowly looked up and glanced at Evan’s sorry appearance.
An amused expression slowly bloomed on Vlad’s face, as if he enjoyed the sight very much.
Seeing this expression, Paolo, Norman, and the other extra young master shuddered.
"Heh~ This guy is really a monster. Seeing this scene and making that kind of expression, he is literally not right in the mind."
After thinking about it, Paolo stepped back to give way.
Evan, with trembling hands, looked up. Seeing Vlad’s crazed eyes made him feel as if he were standing in front of a cold blooded person.
"You look so pathetic right now, do you know that?" Vlad said to Evan.
Evan stayed on the floor silently, watching Vlad’s actions. He was also confused about what kind of event they were talking about.
But as he thought about it, a chill ran down his spine, as if a foreboding doom were slowly seeping into his body.
He did not know why, but he understood that it was not something good.
And his instincts were correct.
"You know, we prepared this special event just for you," Vlad said in a low voice as he crouched down and looked Evan dead in the eyes.
"If you think that after graduating from tenth grade, you can move to a new school and start fresh, then do not even dream about it."
His tone was cold, and as Evan glanced at his hideous expression, he could not help but lean back, wanting to get away from him.
"Hey, am I really that fucking scary? Hehhh. What do you naturally expect from trash?" Vlad said with a twisted smile.
"Well, since you are pretty useless anyway, we decided to just put you in the hospital and make you disabled. Do not worry. It is just one arm and one leg, so you can still enjoy life next year as a returnee, of course." His smile widening.
"After all, there is no way in hell we will let you take this final exam and graduate."
Hearing this bombshell, Evan was too stunned and frozen to speak.
The resentment in his eyes, which had been buried for an entire year, came flooding out all at once as he spat directly at Vlad’s face.
PTEW!
Closing his eyes, Vlad reached out his hand and touched his cheek, which was now contaminated with the germs of the trash in front of him.
The three of them, seeing that Evan had actually dared to do that, were shaken to the core.
Was he not afraid at all?
What balls of steel.
But he was also an idiot.
A real man needed to know when to back down and when to move forward.
Doing this now was the same as seeking death while already lying on a death bed.
Thus, that made him dead.
Dead, dead!