Chapitre 109: Junkyard Scrapper!

From the very beginning, specifically from the moment they pissed me off during the entrance exams, the Longs were destined to be the biggest losers of the year.

I had my sights on them like a ferocious mountain tiger eyeing a bunch of cute little baby goats.

Okay fine, not baby goats.

Sorry goats.

Like a bunch of newborn ugly monsters, I mean.

They were an arrogant, entitled and downright annoying bunch of high class kids who loved to bully the weak, and take advantage of those without strength.

They made other weaker groups of kids give way to them wherever they went, and made the particularly weak ones serve their every little whimsy and desire.

Their treatment of Tes was clear evidence of their rotten character.

I hated their kind with a deep vengeance.

Because even within the lowest class where I had lived for many years, bullies like them were present.