"Mr. Show-Off" was a title I hadn''t heard for some time.


    I nced at Louis and sneered. "You''re talking about vanity? Others might not know, but Louis, you know exactly who''s vain. Don''t you feel guilty saying that? Doesn''t it make you ufortable?"


    Louis stiffened, and his face immediately darkened with anger.


    After a moment, he snapped. "Aiden, I''ll teach these brats a lesson for you!"


    He strode up to me, raising his fist to punch me.


    I shot him a warning look. "Try touching me today, and see what happens."


    He froze, visibly shaken by my gaze. His fist stayed suspended in the air, and he hesitated to strike.


    He knew something wasn''t right. My identity might not be as simple as rumors suggest, and if I had any connections or power, provoking me today could lead to serious consequences.


    He gritted his teeth and pulled his fist back.


    Just when I thought he would back down, he spun around and punched Benjamin instead.


    I froze for a moment, unable to stop him in time. Benjamin took the hit squarely. He staggered and almost copsed.


    "Ben!" Tiffany shouted.


    She could no longer stand by and watch Benjamin get hit. She shoved the man beside her and rushed toward him.


    However, those thugs weren''t going to let her through. They grabbed her arms before she could reach him.


    "Don''t touch my sister!" Benjamin shouted.


    "Ben!" Tiffany called out.


    It was heart-wrenching to see them separated by those thugs, still desperately looking after each other.


    Aiden and Louisughed mockingly. Theirughter was infuriating, and the more I saw it, the more I felt I couldn''t hold back.


    I grabbed a bottle from the table, took a few steps toward Aiden and smashed it


    over his head without hesitation. "Is this funny to you?"


    Vol


    The bottle cracked loudly, and Aiden''s head was immediately covered in blood. Theughter died instantly. Everyone froze, staring at me in shock and fear.


    I held the broken bottle, coldly eyeing them. "Go ahead,ugh now! What happened to all your jokes? Weren''t youughing just a minute ago?"


    I turned to re at Louis. "Louis, what''s wrong? Aren''t you going tough? You said I was Mr. Show-Off, right? Go ahead, say it again!"


    I pointed the bottle directly at him.


    Louis trembled and took a few steps back, seemingly terrified of what I might do next. His cowardice was pathetic.


    I despised these bullies who acted tough just because they thought we were weak, poor students with no support. If any of us had real power, I bet they would be as polite as they could be.


    The thing I hate most in life is people who abuse their power and pick on the weak. They fit the bill perfectly.


    Aiden finally snapped back to reality, wiping the blood off his face in anger and fear. "This is going too far! This little brat dared to hit me! Grab him, and smash his head into the ground!"


    "Got it!"