"Calm down!" Hector said calmly while he had been sitting in his seat. He looked around with hollow eyes.
After Tyrone heard that, his uncomfortable mood changed quickly. He glared at the muscular students and spat with anger and hostility.
"Take this to heart — I didn't spare you because of him. I just don't waste my time on trash like you."
Then he moved to his seat, waiting for the instructor who would arrive soon.
"Tsk." At those mocking words, Freddie had a flash of fury, but he held it in, knowing that nothing good would come from fighting among themselves.
Then, he sat down for a while. However, his attention began to shift to a sound — the taps of a cane against the floor.
He frowned slightly when he realized it was Hector, the blind young man, approaching him.
A several seconds later.
Hector slowly sat in the chair next to him.
