Those two words coming out of Mark's mouth were more than enough to snap Damien back to the real world, to remember the rude bastard in front of him is nothing more than the pry he chased for the last 15 minutes till exhaustion.

The class went silent.

The students who could only see the small back of Mark and the angry face of Damien twitching in displeasure knew… this is the end of him.

Not even a moment later Mark slammed forcefully the pen on top of the paper, held out his hand and snatched back his earphones from Damien's hand returning to his initial posture staring outside through the window.

Damien open his mouth to curse at him, fists in the air moments before landing on Mark's face all stopped at once by the heels scratching the floor sound cutting the silent.

"It's not over, mark my words"

He snatched the paper from the desk and turned to the teacher who entered the classroom unaware of the recent event.

"Oh Damien I almost forgot about it thank you hope it wasn’t troublesome for you"

She smiled at him.

Fuck even this excuse of a teacher think she can talk to me like that, you wait Mark Parker.

As soon as the class ended Mark was out of sight leaving the boiling anger at the pit of Damien's stomach to go out of control.

This pattern of Mark disappearing as soon as the bell rings kept on going for the next two days driving Damien nuts.

The raven boy needed an outlet for the burning anger he couldn’t release throughout the day and so the bad habit of going on street fights came back, the only difference this time was the fact he knew, there is no way I'm going to let that one slide, Mark Parker you better start preparing your will cause I'm coming to get you!

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