Classmancers - A MOBA Esport Story

Vol.2 Ch.8: Exam Results

At long last, Julia's exhausting entry exam came to an end. She left the room, accompanied by Ellen. On the way out, they ran into members from the other team.

"My, he sure looks scary." Ellen whispered while pointing at Aron. He glared in their direction and strode toward them.

I had a feeling this'll happen. My, what a pain. Ellen sighed and braced herself. Aron ordered her to not bully the rookie and she completely failed that mission.

She originally planned to stay put like a good girl, avoiding the rookie during the early game. Then, Trever decided it was smart to degenerate into a trash tier feeder and everything went to hell. She had no choice but to gank the rookie at that point, to keep the game at least remotely balanced.

That's when she learned what a delicious prey that rookie was. From there on, she couldn't stop herself anymore. She had to bully that adorable rookie with everything she had! Honestly, she got carried away and deserved to be scolded...

"H-Heya, what's up?" Ellen forced a smile as Aron approached. Oh my, he looks terrifying. Aron was normally a stoic and rational guy, but once triggered - he became a demon. There's no telling what he gonna do. Scary.

"I know what you wanna say, but- eek!?" Ellen quivered and protected her face. Aron raised his hand! He was gonna to hit her! He's mad!

SLAP! A loud sound resounded throughout the hallway. But, it wasn't Ellen who received a slap across the face, it was Trever.

"Y-You...!" Trever staggered back while caressing his red cheek. "It hurts, dammit!"

"I'm disappointed in you." Aron said, his sharp eyes looked like they could stab somebody to death. "What's with that miserable performance? I thought I told you to take it seriously."

"Tch, what's the big deal?" Trever averted his eyes, "It's just an exam, no need to make such a huge damn deal outta it."

"Just an exam? I see, then you're saying in a real match you'd hold yourself together? Is that it?" Aron's face twisted. "Don't bullshit me! It's because this is 'just an exam' that I expected you to do your job! I didn't put you on that team so you can feed the rookies!" He was practically yelling, none of his usual calmness was present.

Trever was shaken and retaliated with his own dose of anger. "Well, excuse me that I couldn't beat a freaking miracle rookie! I tried my best and he owned me! What else do you want from me!? Leave me alone, man!"

"You gave up! He killed you once and you decided to throw the game! Just because you lost one fight doesn't mean your opponent is stronger. You're supposed to be a competitive player, so act like one!" Aron grabbed Trever's collar and shook him.

"Fuck off!" Trever pushed Aron away and walked off with wide strides.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"Home."

"You know we have more exams today, right?"

"I don't give a shit. Deal with that yourself, captain." Trever stomped down the stairs, vanishing from view.

"That idiot..." Aron sighed and stared at the ceiling.

"Ah, err..." Julia twitched, trying to find the right moment to get the hell outta this suffocating atmosphere. The awkwardness level of this scene was over 9000. None of that drama had anything to do with her, so she wanted to pretend she wasn't even there. She was just air, nothing to see here.

"My, you ended up seeing a really nasty lovers' quarrel." Ellen put a hand on Julia's shoulder and winked. "Don't worry, our club isn't usually like that."