"What happened?"
Standing right in front of them, Emir asked with his hands behind his back.
His eyes were trained on them like a hunter on its prey, making them shiver. The intensity of his gaze reminded their bodies why they feared him so much, sending chills down their spines and making their breaths hitch.
But Arthur didn't stay shivering for long. He stood up, reaching just below his professor's shoulders at his tallest, and stuttered out:
"H-He's framing me for something I didn't do!"
The bully shot back, stuttering even more:
"B-b-but you did! I saw you!"
'Seriously?...'
Emir shook his head and raised his right hand, showing them his palm.
"Quiet."
They did as he said, immediately shutting themselves up.
"Good."
His gaze then left Arthur and landed on the bully.
"What did you lose?"
After a few seconds of hesitant silence, he received a reply:
"…My terminal."
