Outsider : Classroom Of The Elite

Chapter 1.3 - Capture

After casually excusing myself, I began stepping toward the third-year dorm. My intentions beyond the original plot of the story; an unknown territory I probably shouldn't tread lightly. So many risks were involved, even expulsion was on the line. However, if I hesitated, I wouldn't be able to put my prospects into reality. It was something only I could do...

And I had absolute confidence in my plan.

"Excuse me. I'd like to have a few words with you." I politely called out.

"Huh? Who is i-?" the moment they saw my face, their faces contorted with displeasure. "YOU!"

"It's rather important for you to listen, otherwi-"

"Do you want to get punched in the face again? Hah?" the aggressive one flinged their fist. "Get out of sight before we beat the shit out of you, Defect."

My eyebrow went up looking at the sheer audacity to threaten me right after he screwed himself over. I pointed towards the camera hanging from a pole across the street. "You plan to beat me again? Right in front of that?"

"Tch" he clicked his tongue. "Let's get outta here. This guy's not worth it."

"Yeah, he's a freakshow. we don't have time for this. C'mon..." his friend nodded.

The boys gave me an ugly glare before turning his back on me. All of them were pretending to be unaffected by my unexpected appearance. Of course, I had noticed how cautious they were being around me. Their fidgety nature proved that.

I took a deep breath once before letting it out.

"I give you my word. If you don't turn back right now, you will regret it for the rest of your high school lives."

"....."

Immediately they stopped on their tracks with puzzled expression. My dark gaze constantly burning a hole into each of their figures. The sharpness in my voice shocked them to their core. Whatever came out of my mouth was absolute and ignoring me wouldn't be a wise choice for them.

"W-what?" they stammered.

"Physical violence, threatening, bullying a first-year student, vandalizing private property, loitering in public place etc. Half an hour from now, I will press these charges upon each and every single one of you."

"H-huh?" all of them uttered in unison, visibly confused by my accusations.

'Twist the truth and point them out' exactly how a lawyer would fabricate dirt on the opposition party, doesn't matter if the opposition were truly innocent.

It goes without saying that I was exaggerating things a bit. But I was almost a hundred percent certain that my charade would be successful enough to put them through some serious psychological turmoil. They made a lot of miscalculations by underestimating us, which I used as my leverage. All I needed to do was to sew the threads of fear through their skin.

"What the hell do you think you're talking about? Do you know how serious your accusations are?" the one who was previously referred as Kizuki by the other exclaimed.

"The seriousness of my accusations would be proved without delay if you take it to the student council. Or would it be better if we take take things to the upper level?" I replied.

The moment they learned about the name 'upper level', they shuddered in utter fear.

I knew how unrealistic and illogical it was, in terms of a real life scenario. But then again, my current one was a fictional world, so anything goes.

When viewed from a normal people's perspective, some would say they weren't guilty. A simple punch like that would simply be dismissed as a by-product of an argument between teenagers. However, this school is not your average high school. They takes these things seriously here.