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๐™ณ๐™ด๐™ฐ๐šƒ๐™ท ๐šƒ๐™พ๐š†๐™ด๐š ๐™ด๐™ฝ๐šƒ๐š๐™ฐ๐™ฝ๐™ฒ๐™ด - ๐Ÿป:๐Ÿท๐Ÿป ๐š™๐š–

In the hallowed halls of Valencia Academy for Demigods, a cacophony of excitement and chaos erupted outside the foreboding entrance of Death's Hall Tower. A crowd of students, mostly from the Death's Hall dormitory, roared and cheered as Raewoo, the demigod son of Eris, engaged in a brutal fistfight with a first-year student whose name seemed to have been lost in the frenzy of the moment.

Sera and Sunhye, both denizens of Death's Hall, attempted to quell the fervor of the crowd, their protestations drowned by the din. Their fellow dorm prefects, Haruki and Hyunsuk, were noticeably absent, fueling the sense of unrest that suffused the atmosphere.

"Everyone stop!" Sunhye yelled but every student ignored it, she turned to Sera "I'll put them to sleep if I could." Sera snorts. Their attempts were futile. The cheers only grew louder, echoing off the stone walls of the tower. "Raewoo, fight!" "Show them what Death's Hall is made of!" the shouts rang out.

Hyunshik, the prefect of Aether's Light, and Hosu, the prefect of Home of Hestia, arrived with Minjae. Hyunshik munches on the chicken given to him by Minjae.

"BEAT HIS FACE UP! AETHER'S LIGHT STUDENTS ARE NOTHING!" was what the son of eros heard, before he passed the chicken to an unknown person, and that unknown person happens to be Maxine, a new addition to the dorm HOME OF HESTIA, the son of Aphrodite was dumbfounded before grabbing a piece of the chicken and eating it, Yue grabs a piece of chicken as well and munches on it as Naomi looks at them with a judgemental stare, "That's unhygienic." Naomi retorted, Maxine shrugs her off before answering, "at least it's good."

10 minutes later the fight was over. Raewoo stood victorious, his opponent lying on the ground, groaning. The crowd erupted into cheers, their enthusiasm bordering on hysteria. It was a dorm feud โ€“ AETHER'S LIGHT, against DEATH'S HALL.

Haruki and Hyunsuk arrived at the scene along with Professor Jeon, pushing the students,"Stop it!" Professor Jeon thundered, his voice resonating through the tower. "This is out of control!"

Haruki, a demigod son of Nemesis, was by Raewoo's side in an instant, pulling him away from the beaten student. He punched Raewoo squarely in the jaw, sending the crowd into an awed silence. "Get down," he commanded, pushing Raewoo to the ground.

Hyunsuk, using the shadows to his advantage, bound Raewoo's ankles and wrists, effectively immobilizing him.

Hyunshik pushed through the crowd with his wings and walked towards the crying first-year student. Hosu followed him, he saw the boy on the ground, his face stained with tears.This made the winged boy's anger flare. "Raewoo!" he roared, his voice echoing off the stone walls. "What do you think you're doing?" Hyunshik then went near Raewoo's face after he was lifted up by both prefects in DEATH'S HALL.

"You can't just beat up a first-year student," he continued, voice shaking with righteous fury. "AETHER'S LIGHT and DEATH'S HALL students may be rivals, but that doesn't give you the right to do this. THIS DRAWS THE LINE!" He yelled.

"Hyunshik, it's not your fight," Hosu said softly, his hand touching my arm.

Hyunshik only ignored him, focusing on the boy on the ground. "I'm from AETHER'S LIGHT," he yelled, my voice booming through the tower. "That boy is my responsibility." He spat out before looking back behind him, running back to the weeping boy who was holding his arm, and kneeling in front of him.

Hyunshik offered him a reassuring smile. "Are you okay?" he asked gently.

The boy shook his head, his tears flowing freely. Hosu, ever the comforting presence, placed a hand on the boy's shoulder, offering silent support, checking the boy's face wounds as Hyunshik yelled, "Park Hana!" Hyunshik shouted, his voice echoing through the courtyard. Park Hana, the daughter of Apollo, instantly appeared beside Hyunshik, her eyes bright with concern. She moved swiftly, her hands glowing with a soft light. In a matter of seconds, the first-year's wounds began to heal slowly.

"He'll be fine," Park Hana said, a reassuring smile gracing her features. "A little shaken up, but he'll be okay."ย 

"Can you take him to the clinic? Just to make sure." Hyunshik asked, Hana gives a soft smile before helping the first year up, students made a path for Hana and the boy.

Hyunshik watched as she gently led the first-year away, his two friends trailing behind. He was weeping quietly now, his shoulders shaking with his sobs. It occurred to him then that the first-year wasn't just wounded physically, but emotionally. The fear and the helplessness were etched on his face, a testament to Raewoo's cruelty.

Professor Jeon grabbed Raewoo's jaw making the son of Eris look at him, his grip firm and unrelenting. "Prince Adonis wants to see you, and you won't be able to get out of it." he said, his voice laced with a grim authority, before dropping his hands away from Raewoo

Raewoo's eyes met with Hyunshik's eyes, a flicker of defiance in their depths. He looked back at the first-year, now a distant figure, and then, with a slight nod of respect for the power that was Professor Jeon, allowed himself to be dragged away by both prefects from DEATH'S HALL.

Professor Jeon turned to a crowd of students now beginning to disperse. "That's it. The show is over. You'll all be in trouble for this."

Hyunshik must have been looking at Raewoo for quite some time because Hosu snapped his fingers right in front of his face, his eyebrows raised in concern. "You alright?" he asked, his voice laced with a lightheartedness that was a stark contrast to the darkness that clung to the air.

Hyunshik nodded, his gaze still fixed on the place where Raewoo had been standing. "The kid looked pitiful, he looked scared? It's like he didn't know why he did it." hyunshik replied, his voice low.

"The pitiful one is the one who got beaten up," Hosu replied, his eyes narrowed. He grabbed hyunshik's arm, his grip firm. "Come on, let's check on the first-year at the clinic."

It was clear that Raewoo needed guidance. But it was also evident that he was not irredeemable. Behind the facade of arrogance, there was a glimmer of vulnerability that Hyunshik couldn't ignore.

As they walked away, the son of Eros glanced back at the tower entrance, where Raewoo was being escorted inside.

His expression was a complex blend of anger, pity, and something else.



















หœ"*ยฐโ€ข Author's note โ€ขยฐ*"หœ
should I write a chapter about what will happen to Raewoo??? side eye

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