Miki, the student from Chidou High escaped death after Junko ordered Kurono to let him go.
What's going through his mind after he got home? Frustration. But what are the reasons?
Is it because he lost to a mere nobody?
Is it because he's too weak?
How about both? He's confused. All he ever wanted was a little fun with a fellow teenage girl. And that guy has to ruined it. He ate like a hippo that night and went to sleep like a pig.
The next day, he go to school and things were not that normal for him.
Chidou High, is like one of those delinquent schools across Japan. It's rough designs, the spray and paint of various threats on the outside, they're nothing like normal school.
All the students went there for the wrong reasons.
They're rejects from their own family, society, and sometimes themselves.
Either they're waiting to be scouted by some Yakuza group to be the henchman, grow up working as a labourer, or ended up in jail.
Within these kind of schools, no educations were given. No proper guidance were offered. No one clean the place, and no one wants anyone they know to ended in there.
There will be fighting among the students, fair or unfair in numbers, sometimes a massive group fight, even second years picked a fight third years just to show their dominance.
Miki arrived as usual, but as soon as he walked through the gate, he was greeted by three third year students.
"Oi, Himuro wants to have a word with you."
Miki is a coward, and now that he's alone, he don't want to tick off the third year, especially Himuro.
He followed them to the third year's block, and they pushed him into their class where he noticed that three of his buddy, the very same that got defeated by Kurono just yesterday, are down on the floor.
They's bruised, bloodied, and broken.
"He's here."
One of them pushed him even further to the center of the class, with the third year's surround the place, leaving the center for him and his downed buddies.
"Word is you guys got yourself handed to some student from from Shibuya High."
The person, Himuro, is a buffed third year student at Chidou. He's know as one of three students that's mostly likely to conquer the school, becoming the sole leader of Chidou.
The other two are fellow third year Jin, and a mysterious second year's student, goes by the name Shidan.
Miki gulped, stunned at the presence of Himuro approaching him. Dude's a lot taller for most Japanese adults, and his muscular physique is to be reckoned with.
"It was them, not me." Miki tried to push the blame on his fellow buddies.
"Really, because they told me it was you who approached the girl first."
"Listen, I-"
Himuro grabbed him by the hair, pulling him closer to his face.
"We don't need weaklings like you to tarnish the name of the school."
Miki's eyes gone wide look into his. Fear? Definitely. Regrets? It's up there. Miki's life flashed before his eyes before Himuro connects his fist with his face.
For a good several minutes, te beat down was over.
"Throw them out the stairs." Some of his classmates did as told.
"You know Jin isn't gonna like you dropping someone at the walkway right." One of his trusted companion, Ryu told him.
"It's almost summer anyway. Might as well let them go with a bang." The other companion, Niragi said.
"Jin can wait. I want you guys to send out fillers about this Shun guy from Shibuya."
Himuro then went over to look out the window, eyeing the Shibuya High in the distance.
"Messed with Chidou, and we'll stained your road with blood.