Psychopathic Retaliation
5

Atha and King stood in front of all the students. Atha was a little surprised by the number of students in the class, the number should be around 20 people and above, but the class called the troublemaker only numbered 7 people, only, the other two are out of the class and the other is out of class.

But Yaksen King was not surprised, because he had been told by the Pitbull aka Billy their younger brother class that almost three-quarters of the class had dropped out of class 11 IPS 3.

" seven?" think Atha," the contents of this class are not what you said..." Inner Atha while staring at the room with nanar.

The IPS 3 classroom was horrified by the empty table in the corner of the room adorned with suicide ropes hanging from the top. The white rope that the previous owner used was still in the place, the study table on which was filled with mourning flowers and gloomy photos and notes on it.

The students gazed towards King and Atha, first seeing these two people, and then, first, they knew both Atha and King had different auras from ordinary people especially from Zico the big mouth whose work could only babble.

Atha's eyes were fixed on the chair in the corner of the room. The chair is called the suicide seat by the entire school. The chair that became an important icon for the class, as if showing that they managed to kill one of their classmates, that was the world view of this class.

They kept the suicide seat there complete with a rope tied to the top pole of the classroom and horror writings they made on the chair as a sign that the owner had left more erst.

People thought they were crazy, the teachers even the headmaster destroyed the thing many times, he said, but as much as that too they returned the suicide seat back to its original place with even more sinister ornaments.

Several times the class would be closed, even the ten surviving students were threatened with being expelled from the school but it was as if the threat meant nothing, the teachers can only keep quiet even the school owner can not do anything, just resigned to the attitude of the delinquents who bus do anything to destroy the school.

The most egregious case of the 11th class IPS 3 terror was the administrative room burned down because of their actions, there was no evidence of the burning of the room so as to make them free from punishment. From then on they never harassed the ten-student class and focused on other students for them to develop.

"Is that your place, brother?" inner Atha stared at the rope with a cold and flat gaze.

All the students stared at the two of them who were just silent.

"Hey aren't you guys going to talk!??" josua shouted the man pierced in the eyebrows and under the lips that sat behind Brian, the man with ash blonde hair and a bottle of booze on his desk, a class that was very chaotic!

Zico just growled at their nature, the children inside.The class was out of his control, they were like wild animals that somehow could not be tamed.

"Include yourself" said Zico, giving money to King and Atha. The two glanced at Zico from the tail of their eyes then gazed forward with a flat gaze.

" Just start with me!" king said with the wet hoarse voice he had. His tall body and handsome face but his haphazard appearance made Zico feel annoyed with the man.

"Hello, just call King, that's my name, I think the class I belong to will be boring, the edges are actually very interesting!" he said with a flat gaze that made everyone shiver.

Unbeknownst to them, children from other classes watch them from behind the window of the class because they are curious about the figure of the new student/i who was put into that school and immediately passed to the hell class of the troublemaker. Everyone was curious about the two people who were put into that class.

"Otherwise there are a lot of spectators" he said without glancing at the window.

The whole class just kept quiet and looked at King with a sharp gaze, they were always like that to new students not distinguishing whether it was women or men.

"Cih many styles, your face is like tempe aja sok cool, are you ante lackey the mouth of the bucket huh!?? if so I hope you leave this class soon, because we don't accept spies!!!" Hana's chirps though her appearance is calm but the word she said is always spicy.

The rest of the class laughed out loud, they laughed at the people in front of them and considered the new students as enemies who could have been members or spies of the people they were looking for in his footsteps.

King just kept quiet, didn't respond, "This class is interesting, this way the mastermind will be quick to find, is that one of you!??" inner King with lips turned upward.

Atha who heard the mockery only took a breath then sighed violently. Suddenly he took off his bag and...

Brakkk....

"Eh buset frog jump head you bald, kuntilanak eat kayak .. akhhh... what the fuck are you stupid!!!" shouted Zico, whose latitude returned because of the actions of Atha who kicked the table with his own bag without caring if everyone's eyes were now fixed on the girl.

The 7 members of the class only fell silent as Atha smacked her bag onto the table and returned it with a murderous look as it managed to shock them.

" Buset, this mamba chick came from where, almost I dislodged the kidney ehh heart!!" chirped King in a heart that was very surprised because of Atha.

Atha just picked up her bag and patted it casually and put it on again, "there are noisy mosquitoes" she said in a flat, expressionless voice. He looks like an expressionless robot.

They all looked at him with cold eyes, "Where did you come from? how many styles!?" ketus Beer while blowing on her nails and looking at Atha with a condescending look.

" What certainly did not come from the womb of your mother son of a bitch, I have a name, if you want to know just ask the mouth of this bucket," he said as he looked at Beer whose mouth was indeed flippant with a cold gaze.

Beer was surprised, the girl made him die said. Beer is famous as the chatty and the stubborn girl, very fond of extreme things and famous often play to night clubs.

" You.how dare!!!" beer's eyes were perfectly rounded, he was shocked by the choking sound as Atha replied to him curiously.

Atha did not care, the girl stepped into the right corner of the room, she stared at the suicide chair at a glance, then took a position next to the chair without asking permission from them.

King looked at Atha, the girl made him curious. He felt something big behind the cold gaze but was filled with that sadness.

" Haha.... A pitbull!!!I found an interesting class hihihihih..... This will be fun!!!" the inner man.

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