It was Friday afternoon, and Damian decided that the first class to be taken over would be 9A. They were cheaper and used to extort the weaker ones in the alley behind the gym. Perfect place for a discreet massacre.
Damian, Jisoo, Minho, Hyunwoo and Taesan walked down the outside corridor, their eyes cold and determined. When they turned the corner of the alley, there they were: about seven kids beating up two smaller boys and taking their lunch money.
Damian cracked his neck.
"Hey, you scumbags... let's settle this now."
The guys turned around, surprised. Before they could answer, Jisoo, who hadn't fought in a long time, couldn't hold back. He ran at full speed and made an impressive leap, landing a knee on the first one's face, who fell to the ground, unconscious.
That was the trigger.
Damian was already advancing on a tall, chubby, tattooed guy. The brute tried a heavy punch, but Damian dodged it easily, got under it and kicked the back of his leg above the calf. The big guy knelt down with a grunt, and before he could recover, Damian turned his hip and punched him hard in the face. His body fell to the side.
Several of the group ran towards Damian, but Minho appeared in the middle of the path, landing a straight punch on one of the kids' stomach, who fell to his knees, gasping for air.
"Learn to breathe, you idiot," Minho mocked.
Hyunwoo picked up a piece of wood from the floor and used it to block a punch, then immediately landed a horizontal blow to the opponent's chest, throwing the kid against the wall.
Taesan, the most discreet, grabbed one from behind and applied a hard takedown to the floor, mounting on top and punching twice until the kid passed out.
Damian dodged with ease, as if he could already see the moves before they happened. He dodged two, grabbed one's shirt, pulled and headbutted him. The other came next, but Damian feinted and threw a spinning kick to the side of the head.
Jisoo was insane. She grabbed two at once, elbowed one and used the guy's own body to hit the other.
In a few minutes, the alley became a field of fallen bodies groaning in pain.
Damian stopped in the middle, panting, and looked around.
"Where are the leader and vice-leader of this room?" — he asked, looking at the only one still awake, a kid lying trembling in the corner.
— T-they're in the old building... training... — the boy answered, spitting blood.
Damian gave a smirk.
— Great. We'll pay them a visit tonight.
Everyone looked around, seeing the bodies lying there, and Minho laughed.
— First class is over. Let's take over this school.