So, when they saw that the middle fingers and angry stares weren't working at all. They started to get more creative with their contempt and moved to loud aggressive sentences and offensive words.
"Look, it's the privileged bastard. The prince of ineptitude!"
There was some other string of inchorent words that were barely audible to Zavier, but he knew that they wouldn't be good for him at all. The whole scene was just like that of the last time during the day at the venue for the competition. Zavier really wished he had left all that behind him there. Not because he couldn't handle it, but because of the girl with him. Their hostility was apparent.