I am him ✔

Chapter 31- Declaring War

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Today's mood was already depressing, but didn't expect the weather to be a bit gloomy as well.　　

Despite all the bickering on the forum with the seniors, in reality, not many of them wanted to be the one to stand out, so as soon as class started, the engineering students went to the training ground.

Once Oak's gossips got wind of the news, it spread like a tornado, and everyone knew about it in just one class.

With so many people gathered at the training ground, the attention was focused on Kongpob and M. Even if they couldn't hear what they were saying, the rustling movement makes people feel offended.

"The hazer is here!" Someone yelled and the first-year students quickly arranged their formation. The rustling noise disappeared in an instant, and the entire playground was silent.

Kongpob couldn't help but looked in the direction where the hazers appeared. As Oak said, the person at the head of the hazers team today was really replaced by Arthit.

Kongpob's temple throbbed, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

It was Kongpob's dream to see him every day like he used to.　　

Judging from what he knew about Arthit, he wouldn't want to come out and face everyone's eyes again after what he had just been told on the forum, right?

Kongpob thought about the sideways glances and whispers he had received throughout the day, and felt the urge to protect the man on stage behind him.

He had always avoided him, and would never fight with M. But he still had to face these malicious gossips.　　

But he still made him face these malicious gossips.

Arthit's expression had always been serious when facing his juniors, and he seemed to have become a bit more stern when he returned after missing training for a while.

However, Kongphop couldn't help but notice his expression, and didn't take his eyes off him for an instant.　　

Arthit walked up to the highest step on the podium, and with his hand behind his back, he looked at him with a condensed expression.

His eyes scanned the stage between the first year students.　　

Every one of these people had probably discussed gossip about him, and had even given him a label he shouldn't have had in the first place.

But Arthit's look that looked down on the world was still as very dominating as it had been on the first day of their training.　　

It was as if all the deliberate hurts from everyone here added up and were all equally unimpressed, not enough to break his bones.

And under his sweeping gaze, the first years who had been feeling righteous indignation over being targeted at one of their classmates actually felt guilty for no apparent reason and lowered their heads unconsciously.

Kongpob looked at him like this, but his heart ached even more.

If it wasn't for him, Arthit wouldn't have needed to face this.