[POV CHANGE]
Right before Luke's eyes unfolded a brutal scene where Tuna and three other lower-class students were tied up, helpless.
"You fucking bastard! You didn't deliver your money today!" Clara roared, driving her knee straight into Tuna's stomach before spitting on his face. She turned to the others, grabbing their heads and dishing out the same treatment to them.
"WE DON'T HAVE MONE—ARGH!!!" one of the students screamed, coughing up blood as Clara stomped on his balls through his pants. His anguished cries filled the air.
Luke stood frozen, horrified and speechless. The thought of being in their position sent a chill down his spine. He didn't even realize his hand had moved to his pants, instinctively checking to see if his own balls were intact.
'This is cruel…' Luke thought, but he forced himself to stay patient and observe. His eyes shifted behind Clara, where four upper-class students stood, two boys and two girls.
