The Crushing Impact (2)

Wataru sighed. Here it was, sooner than expected. He knew they didn't like him, but he hadn't expected them to be this aggressive, this fast.

He was now blocked by three upperclassmen, each seemingly intent on proving a point. One had a fashionable, tousled hairstyle—stylish but slightly intimidating. Another had a sporty, clean look, while the third had wavy brown hair and a gentle face, but the tension was evident.

Against three seemingly "cool" third-year students, Wataru, the humble loner, could do little but shrink back in their overwhelming presence.

"Calm down, seniors. Surely we can talk this out?" Wataru said, his tone naturally meek.

Facing seniors wasn't the only reason for his weak response; the sheer presence of these three overwhelmed him. Their looks and stature were something Wataru felt he had little hope against. Truly, these guys were intimidating.