"I should really attend more...." Luke said as he entered the university.
"Oh there's the board....let's see...dance, debate, painting, drama, blah blah, huh? there's a martial arts contest? isn't that dangerous? hows the university allowing this?" Luke said as he stared at the board, completely oblivious of the eyes that fell upon him. His dark blue hair and purple eyes were an oddity no matter the country.
"Well, well, well if it isn't the unluckiest man alive, what brings you here? didn't you know the university was flourishing without your presence," said a voice from behind Luke.
"Hah, you're right Bryce, I could've lived the rest of my life without seeing him, now that I'm affected by his luck, I might die soon," another voice said.
Luke just casually looked back and pointed to them with his finger shaking,
"You..." he said while pointing to Bryce.
"Hah so you know of me as well haha that's -"
"Who the f*ck are you, no wait I don't wanna know, for future reference I'll call you filth,"
"WHAT YOU DARE CALL BRYCE THAT???" the person next to Bryce screamed.
"Hmm you shall be Filth 2? yes that suits you, now then move it," Luke said as he walked past them.
"YOU!" filth 2 screamed as he went to grab Luke but Bryce stopped him, filth 2 looked at Bryce with a confused expression but he could see the veins popping out from his forehead, he was just about to explode,
"Let him go, did you see which flyer he took? that f*ck took the martial arts flyer, haha, I'm going to crush that puny bastard."
// // //
"Yes, I would like to apply for the Martial arts contest... "
The staff member just looked at Luke with a confused expression, she was slightly worried but she couldn't refuse to let him participate. Nobody knew of Luke's experience, in fact, Nate was one of the only people, not even Luke's family knew of his experience in combat sports and martial arts.
Luke secretly started training when he was 18, originally he would never focus on something like martial arts but due to circumstances that led to him having a lot of pent-up anger and emotions, he decided to put all that energy into something that might save a life or lives.
"Ah yes, of course, the event is in a week so please be prepared and sign this document, it is to make sure that in case of any injury the person responsible is the participant and the participant only, of course in case of any foul play, proper action shall be taken."
"Alright, thank you," Luke said before turning around to leave.
"Will he really be alright? such a young man and with such a handsome face...*sigh* well, I couldn't say no... hopefully I didn't make a mistake ..." the lady muttered as she looked at Luke walk away.
"It wouldn't hurt to see sensei right? It's been a while...bah, whatever let's just go," Luke said as he changed directions.
"Hoh? this old man's really famous huh? he might not even remember me haha," he said as he stood outside a huge building that read, 'FightxClub', multiple vehicles were parked outside the building, with new ones coming in every second that passes, people were whispering and talking about the master and his disciples,
"Hey did you know the teacher was someone who even Hector Cirillo feared?"
"What? no way, Hectors a beast, you must've read some bogus article haha,"
People were constantly talking and expressing their opinion on the building as well the teacher and his students. Of course, not everyone was allowed inside, in fact, people didn't even bother going in and just went to the cafe next to 'FightxClub'.
The guards were just casually sitting as they were aware that they wouldn't be approached recklessly.
But Luke was an exception once again, he approached the guards while drawing multiple gazes, not only for his looks but even because of his audacity for looking to enter the dojo when he clearly wasn't a disciple.
"Ah hello, can you call that old man out? or perhaps let me in?" Luke asked.
"Hmm? old man? what old man?" one of the guards asked in an irritated tone.
"Why of course, by 'old man' I mean "K Johnson", now then can I go inside?" Luke said with a smile, not realizing what he just said.
The guard's eyes immediately widened as they witnessed some kid insult the headteacher, the great K Johnson, known for training the greatest fighters ever.
"You dare??!" a voice said, the voice belonged to someone who looked like he was around Luke's age, "you dare call master, the great K Johnson, an old man??"
Seeing the disciple walkout, the guards immediately stiffened, "Disciple Red!! forgive us, we were just going to kick this rude brat out,"
Red simply scoffed at what the guards said and proceeded to make his way towards Luke. The people around them were slowly noticing the tension in the atmosphere, some even recognized Red immediately,
"Hey, look isn't that Red??? one of K Johnson's direct disciples, he managed to make his way through the ranks until he was noticed by K, within one year he went from a rookie to being K's disciple...but who's the other guy? is he foolish?"
"He must be, is he looking to die?"
People started to speculate and began commenting on the situation,
"Huh? who are you? just let me see the old man, I don't want any trouble..." Luke said as he spotted Red, he genuinely didn't know who Red was nor did he realize why the others were angry.
"You...you're looking to get beaten up aren't you?" Red asked in a threatening tone.
"Beaten up? who's going to beat me up? Luke asked as he was confused.
Unfortunately, red and the guards assumed he was mocking them,
"Now you've done it!!" Red said before threw a punch towards Luke's face.
"DIsciple Red! Master is calling for you, stop whatever nonsense it is that you're doing and come at once, I don't care, get even that man since he wants to get beaten up so badly, let him come meet master." A voice thundered from behind.
Red's fist stopped an inch away from Luke's face but what surprised Red was that Luke didn't even react, in fact, he had a nonchalant expression on his face.
"Yes, senior disciple Sanchez..." Red said as he pulled back his hand, "You come with me." he said to Luke,
"We're going to see master..."