A Loss To Savor

That sadistic jerk, Drake, had lost.

His match against Samantha was televised and it played in the locker room.

Eren watched his nemesis' humiliation with quiet joy.

While he had hoped Drake would lose, just out of spite, he did not foresee it.

Violence and shows of brute strength were, after all, Drake's forte, and the contests were both things.

It was not long after that Drake stormed into the room like a whirlwind.

No one cheered him this time.

There was mostly silence.

Those who were brave enough clapped him on the back.

He headed straight for his locker and began to shove his personal effects into his bag.

When he had finished, he turned to leave.

A bench was in his way and he sent it flying with a powerful kick.

Even more people shied away from him.

Drake stomped forward as if to exit the room, then he stopped to glare at Eren.

Eren met his eyes. "One beating is not enough for you? Here you are looking for another one." Eren heard himself say to Drake.

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