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GARETH
Tonight, I’m going to hurt someone.
I don’t care who as long as they wiggle and writhe like worms beneath my shoes.
Or more accurately, a snake.
Just kidding. I do care who.
It can’t be justanyone. The target of my night of mayhem needs to be a miscreant who’s as bad as me.
Or worse.
On paper,everyoneis worse than me, though, so there’s that, I guess.
No one would expect The King’s U—or TKU—college’s resident genius law student to infiltrate the Serpents’ mansion during one of their grand parties.
Or to target none other than the head of the Serpents, Yulian Dimitriev.
The son of the leader of the Chicago Bratva.
But I’ve always been up for a little challenge.
So here I am, walking amid the overflowing extravagance of their lively mansion, sliding between hot, drugged, and drunk bodies. Despite being a Heathen—the other secret club on King’s U’s grounds and the Serpents’ deadly rival.
We’ve been at each other’s throats since the start of school on this godforsaken island on the coast of the dreary, dark, and depressing United Kingdom.
And while we love causing trouble, the one who actually started the war was Yulian, who was just itching to have his head bashed in and splintered to pieces.
Obviously, we returned the initial blow, and ever since then, it’s been a struggle to determine who holds more power.
Just kidding again. We’re unrivaled.
However, the Serpents are up there as well. Especially Yulian.
Our fights are always the talk of the campus, and the underground fights draw more crowds than intended.
Truth is, everyone loves a bit of anarchy.
A touch of chaos and violence.
A drip of blood here. A crack of bones there.
The crazier the better. The more unhinged the scene, the more entertaining it is to the audience.
But that audience is appalled about the idea of getting close, throwing a punch, tasting that blood, or touching that broken bone.
It’s shockingly disgusting.
Severely deviant.
Outrageously inhumane.
Vile.
Atrocious.