The air was tense in the dimly lit dormitory with an impending confrontation. The creaking wooden floorboards under their feet seemed to echo the gravity of their mission. As they reached the door to Harris and Brooks's room, the group exchanged serious looks, each silently acknowledging the weight of what they were about to do.
Steven stepped forward, his knuckles rapping on the door sharply. A voice from within barked, "Who is it and what do you want?"
Before anyone could answer, Jack's voice cut through the air. "We want to send you to the infirmary," he growled. With a swift, powerful kick, the door burst open. Harris was unceremoniously thrown into the room, crashing into Brooks.
"And I will make sure you stay there for a while," Jack added, his voice a low, menacing promise as he cracked his knuckles.
