"Fucking pieces of shit," Red thought to himself, inwardly pleased. "They really thought I'd fucking move for them just because of their status huh? Dumbfucks got in trouble because of a few fucking blood capsules and coins I snuck into the oaf's pocket. Take that, shitters!"
"Here's the infirmary, son," the enforcer said. "I'll be on my way now, do take this late slip so you don't get consequences. You'll probably be late for your first class, where you'll pick your first tamed beast. The ones you first years consider the 'cool and powerful' ones will probably be taken by the time you arrive, but if you're destined to be a good tamer, you'll make something lesser work out. Good luck son, and I hope you didn't get a bad impression of an academy on the very first day."
The enforcer handed a yellow slip to Red, who took it and pocketed it with his free hand, bowing in faked gratitude.
"Thank you for your help sir! I hope to meet you again!" Red said with faked enthusiasm. The enforcer nodded his head before walking away, disappearing around the corner of the hallway. Once the enforcer disappeared, Red waited for several moments to truly conclude that the enforcer was gone before heading straight for the bathroom instead of the infirmary, for he wasn't actually injured and just wanted to clean up his mess. However, when he stepped into the bathroom, the purple-haired boy, Keldran, stood in front of the sinks, washing his hands. He barely glanced over at Red, shutting the water before grabbing a wool towel from his pocket to dry off his hands.
"I know what you did," Keldran said plain and simply.
"Then why didn't you do anything about it?" Red said with a smirk, entirely unapologetic.
"Because it's not my problem. I can tell you'd be a lot to bite off," Keldran said, simply tossing the wool towel into the trash can.
"They are your friends, are they not?" Red said, crossing his arms.
"Friends? No. I merely am paid to serve the oaf, but nothing more. I am not obligated to fight their battles, as per their contract," Keldran said before walking out of the bathroom.
"What an interesting guy," Red said to himself as he made his way towards a sink to clean himself up. "I'll be sure to remember him. Though, him tossing away that wool towel was a waste... finders keepers I suppose."
Red reached into the trash can, which was thankfully empty minus the towel. His fingers closed on the wool towel, allowing him to pull it out.
"No need to get filthy in the trash can, thankfully. That towel's mine now."