{ PREPARATION TOWARDS EXAMINATION AND FINAL FIGHT OF THE TERM}Zack glanced at the group of hoodlums, his expression tense with a mix of apprehension and determination. "We can't let them intimidate us," he muttered, his fists clenching at his sides.I stepped forward, facing the group squarely. "What do you want?" I demanded, trying to keep my voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through me.One of the hoodlums, a burly guy with a sneer plastered on his face, stepped forward. "We heard there was a little scuffle back there," he said, jerking his thumb in the direction of the school building. "And we figured we'd come to see what all the fuss was about.""We don't want any trouble," I replied, glancing at Zack, who stood beside me, his jaw set in determination.The hoodlum laughed, a harsh sound that grated on my nerves. "Well, trouble seems to follow you two around like a bad smell," he said, his eyes narrowing as he looked us up and down. "But maybe we can help each other ou
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