Orfeo was surrounded by large students in a circle in the halls. He clenched his fists. Orfeo rarely ever got mad and people would hate to see him upset. Well.. Orfeo: "The hell do you want from me?" He asked in low, threatening tone. "I've never done anything to you. So why?" The students laughed and sneered and one spoke up. Student 1: "Oh, no reason." He leans in toward him with a smirk Maybe if your father wasn't such a whore- Orfeo had enough and slapped him in the face. Hard.
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