'What's taking them so long?' whined Kit as he was waiting for his friends.

He started to space around to avoid feeling drowsy. He continued to do so for about 15 minutes and, he noticed the commotion around him.

He noticed some second-year, blue jacket students leaving the faculty in a hurry while some freshmen from the gear-giving ceremony running towards the cafeteria.

In a split of seconds, the parking lot becomes empty leaving, him alone there.

'What's going on?!' was all he could think of at that moment.

"Attack any engineering students you see. Especially the ones with sotus shirt and blue jackets!!!!!!" he could hear an order from far.

He noticed some outsiders on their campus. They were wearing Ritya engineering jackets with big gear embroider behind their back.

"Attack that shorty in the red jacket," ordered one of them.

'Shorty with a red jacket? I'm the only one here,' thought Kit as he checked his jacket and, it hits him hard.

"Gosh, I'm the shorty in the red jacket," exclaimed Kit as he tries to flee from that spot. But before he could make a move, he was surrounded by five Ritdya students.

"Red jacket-hah. So, you're one of the head hazers here. So short to be called and feared as one," mocked one of them.

Kit hates when others belittle him, even more, if they call him short. How is 1.72m considered small? It's them that being like a giant.

"Finish him fast. We don't have much time," said the other.

As per the order, the rest marched forward to attack him. Kit avoided them with his quick reflexes.

They seem like a trained fighters more than ordinary students. Kit used the tricks he learned in taekwondo to strike them back. But, the number started to grow eventually.

Kit had to go against 15 or something people in few minutes. Slowly, Kit was going weak. He felt like the world started to spin around him; you could blame the Flu meds for that.
 

//Crack, crack and, rattle//
 

Kit could hear the groaning sound around him. The students that attack him just a moment ago were now on the flooring, groaning in pain.

"Are you alright, P'Kit?" asked the newcomer worriedly.

"Nong Yo? How did you-?" before Kit could ask anything, more Ritdya gang charged towards them.

Wayo's moves were sharp and strong. As he marched forward, the opponent falls like a sack. Kit was surprised to see that. But, he doesn't have time to admire his nong as he was under attack as well.

They both worked in pairs to strike back. If one bent down to avoid a kick, the other punch the opponent straight in the face. They move around each other perfectly as they throw punches and kicks.

"I thought engineering students are more into soccer or basketball. Why do they carry a hockey and baseball bat?" stated Wayo irritatedly as he continues to fight back.

"Nong Yo, on your left!!!" screamed Kit as he takes down two of the incoming attacks.

Yo was damn angry with the opponent. Why don't they sit and talk about any of the problems they have?

Why do they have to attack the innocent?

Okay, he is not. But, P'Kit is.