Troy and Ian gaped in disbelief. It turned out that they had been too busy with the world of Judo championships to notice all the madness that was going on outside the circle.
Marcel Douglas? That fat, ugly, scruffy, weird kid? He was in the same high school as Troy Roner and his friends. But they only know his name and face. Never befriend or get into trouble with that person. But in high school, whenever someone mentions Marcel Douglas, everyone must know him.
He was a quiet kid who was a bit strange in his behaviour. Maybe Marcel came from that kind of family, no one knows. But, because of his physical appearance, he became the target of bullying. But surprisingly, it turned out that he was very good at fighting. With his above-average weight, he became very strong.
Sometimes, Marcel also causes trouble in a class by suddenly attacking another kid who had bullied him. They were the only target for the boy. It seemed like, if he has a grudge, he wouldn't stop if he haven't killed that person. Marcel's behaviour who likes to throw tantrums and never talks, makes him labelled as a freak person and no one wants to be friends with him.
But, no one expected that during college, Marcel suddenly appeared to the surface with a physical condition that was changed one hundred and eighty degrees. He had lost weight. His body, which was already tall from the first, made his body shape looks very attractive and dashing. His previously dull skin looks clean and radiant. His face did not change, but because he had lost weight.. he turned out to be a good looking guy.
Marcel entered the Fashion Design major. The way he dresses was like a French model. And his demeanour also suddenly changed. He became very friendly, cheerful, and easy to talk to. Even the girls gave him a nickname, which he ended up making as a nickname for himself on the campus. PB or Prince Bold. Apart from being in a different location from his high school, something that looks like a change of identity, makes no one realize that he is Marcel Douglas.
Then what about Nicko? He knew it because he had the advantage of being able to memorize people's faces in one glance. Although Marcel's chubby face and his thin face looked very different, Nicko immediately realized that PB was Marcel Douglas when he first entered university. He was even more convinced because he had heard someone from the administration room call his name by his real name.
"Actually, apart from the changes.. I have a great curiosity about Marcel and the group he leads. Until now, I still don't know how his group was formed in such a short time. His group must be big enough to be able to recruit the students of martial art studios." Said Calvin.
"On campus, he also never did any flashy thing. That's why I'm surprised to know that he is a gangster group leader. He just looks like a good boy who likes to spread charm." Ian muttered.
"Does this mean RJC's group is the first group we're going to target?" Nicko asked.
"Actually, I've never had a problem with the group because I've never seen them commit a crime. The business they run doesn't seem to harm anyone." Calvin said with a shrug.
Troy nodded, "Okay. We're not going to attack RJC. We're just making them stop recruiting the martial art students."
"How to?" Nico asked.
The four of them looked at each other. They all look like donkeys in cartoons. Neither of them had at least spoken to the guy.
"Tch.. You guys are idiots," Calvin muttered as he leaned back lazily in his chair.
"Well.. Looks like maybe we'll get into one more fight," Ian said, making the others stare straight at him. "We're going straight to the base."
***
This was Emma's first time eating with one of her female friends. She had always dreamed of something like this. Emma longed to be able to laugh with her female friends. It will be very nice because they will understand each other. Because women's feelings are certainly softer than men.
Even though this time Emma was only going to eat with Kathy, she was already very happy. They eat in a small restaurant that serves a menu of various processed chicken. There were also some alcoholic drinks available. This place was recommended by Kathy.
Emma sat opposite her friend. Fifteen minutes later after ordering, the waitress came with their entire order. Emma was surprised to see how much Kathy ordered. She looked like if she haven't eaten for a week.
"Emma, today we will eat until our stomachs explode! I'm the one who treats!" Kathy exclaimed after gulping down a half-full glass of cold beer.
Emma couldn't help but chuckle. She knew that the girl seemed very hurt after receiving bad words from Donny.
A middle-aged man approached their table and arranged two glasses of cold beer and two baskets of fried chicken and butter chicken.
Kathy smiled broadly and grabbed the food with her eagle-like claws. After taking two big bites of his chicken breast, she took a sip of the cold beer and shouted "Ahhhh!! This is so good!!"
"You often eat at this place?" Emma asked as she picked up the fried chicken drumstick. She nodded when she tasted that the chicken was really good.
Kathy shook her head, "Actually, I rarely eat outside. But, I often order chicken from this place to eat at home."
"Maybe, I'll order chicken here often too. It tastes really good." Emma smiled.
"Right? My tongue is never wrong," Kathy laughed too much. But her laughter faded for a moment as Emma looked at her with a sad smile, "I look that pathetic, huh?"
"Don't force your laugh if your heart doesn't want to, Kathy. I'm not here to see you pretend to be happy." Emma said softly.
"Tell me, Emma. Tell me that those guys are jerks."
Emma nodded, "They're more than a bunch of jerk losers. And nothing they said to you was true. Don't take their bullshit to heart." She answered.
Emma's words made Kathy feel so much better that she could make a faint smile. Then she took a deep breath before taking a big gulp of her beer again.
Emma didn't stop Kathy from drinking. She knows, when a heart is feeling down, the short way to end it is by drinking. As long as she could take care of her and not get drunk too, then things should be fine.
"How does it feel to have a beautiful look, Emma? How does it feel to have a pretty face?" Kathy asked suddenly.
Emma blinked a few times, "Huh? It doesn't feel like anything."
Kathy chuckled, "That's because you're used to it. Do you know, Emma? I honestly feel envious of people like you. Have a pretty face, nice body shape, and cool style. Everyone will treat you well. You will be famous in a minute and be one of the popular kids without having to try hard. You don't need to introduce yourself, but everyone will already know you. You don't need to make friends, because friends will come to you themselves."
"Life is easier when you are good looking." She continued with a mumble.