Fist-punch!

Lance wove his way around the throng of students as he hurried towards the Dorm. Some of them cursed at him for upsetting their meal, but that wasn't any of his business now. Glenda looked towards him from where she sat, a curious expression on her face. But she wasn't his worry now, he feared he had done more harm than good.

There could not be any other explanation for Jodge not being here except that something was wrong with him, and his heart sank.

He couldn't shake off the feeling no matter how much he tried.

He quickly ran into the lobbyroom, Liam fast behind him and made his way back to the dormitory with Liam, his heart racing with worry and fear.

As they entered the dormitory, they found Jodge still lying on his bed, unconscious. They rushed to his side and tried to wake him up, but he wouldn't stir.

Lance's mouth dried up. No, no, no.

"What exactly happened to him?" Liam asked, a look of concern etched on his face.

Lance's mind raced with guilt and worry. "I...I shot a
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