"What the hell are you doing?"
Mason Sullivan threw his schoolbag out.
He glanced back at the distant Oliver Gordon and yelled, "Save her!"
Remembering the other day's incident, Oliver's steps hesitated before stopping.
The first bag thrown didn't stab Chloe Stephens.
The other several assailants flanked her, stabbing at her from all sides.
"Bang!"
A gentle kick was sent out.
The crowded attackers were blown away by the force.
As someone tried to grab her from behind, Chloe skillfully dodged.
Franklin Walter, the vice class leader, reached out to her but failed to connect. Shocked for a moment, he then grabbed her and said, "Get inside."
Chloe gave him a slanted glance.
"Sullivan, your schoolbag," Walter picked it up and tossed it back, "Run."
Mason reacted and sprinted with Chloe's schoolbag in hand.
When he passed by Oliver, his eyes showed clear disappointment.
Oliver felt a sinking feeling in his heart.
Breathing heavily, they all collapsed on the floor.