"Now who did it this time?"

A man in his mid-fifties asked as he shot a piercing glare towards a group of girls.

Silence.

No one among the group answered the question. They all just sat quietly in front of him. Boredom and irritation were clearly seen in their faces and obviously they are not a little bit interested on what is taking place in that office. They didn't even spare a single glance at the man who was already showing frustrations towards them.

"I'm asking here girls. Please be cooperative and answer my question," the man calmly stated, his eyes bore to each one of the girls in front of him.

Still no one answered.

The man was already losing his patience. For the last 2 years, he has been patiently tolerating this kind of treatment coming from the group sitting in front of him. But now, all the patience he stored has been used up. He finally had enough. It was time to teach these girls a lesson they will surely never forget.

"Are you going to answer me or not?" he asked rather impatiently. "For the hundredth time, I'm going to ask you, who did it this time?!"

And still, no one answered him.

He was asking the group for almost an hour now. His question still the same, but yet no one is answering him. They were clearly ignoring him as if his presence was not known to them. This always happens to be honest. Whenever something bad happens and this group is involved, they always give those cold treatments when they are being interrogated.

He just sighed dejectedly. Nothing will happen if he continued asking them. They're not going to answer him anyway. They are so stubborn and hardheaded. No wonder all the teachers in Seoul High had gave up on taming them and just let these girls do whatever they want as they please.

"This has been going on for almost 2 years now. Your group really never fails to give the school a major headache. Enough is enough, girls. Since no one is answering me and giving me explanations here, I am sorry if I make an action without any consideration on your part. This time, I will not tolerate you any longer. This has to stop," he explained seriously, each word being emphasized as hard as possible hoping that it will get through the girls hard shelled heads.

"And how are you going to do that Mr. Lee?"

Finally, someone from the group talked.

Mr. Lee looked at the girl who spoke. She was giving him an evil smirk.

"How am I going to do that? Simple, it is time to use authority on your group Miss Kim," he dead stared at her as he delivered those words.

"So you're going to use US against US?" the girl sporting a short hair asked.

He knitted his eyebrows, confuse at what the latter has told him.

"We are the authority Mr. Lee," another one answered cockily. Now, it was the tall and tanned girl from them.

He almost gave them a cynical laugh. Yes, he knew their reputation in their school, being known as the "ruler and most powerful gang" not only in Seoul High but also in their district, yet it was not that kind of authority he was talking about.

"I'm not talking about that kind of authority you're thinking Ms. Kwon."

"Are you talking about the police?" another one asked. It was a girl with blonde hair.

"You cannot put us in jail Mr. Lee," said by a another that looks too handsome for a girl.

"We are still minors."

Mr. Lee almost laughed at their silly thoughts.

"What are you thinking girls? Surely, I'm not that cruel, unlike all of you, to put you all in jail."

He watched at how the group changes facial expression. Some glared at him while the others just ignored him. If only looks could kill, the man swear he could have died from his spot. He can feel the sharp and piercing stares aimed towards him by the people in front of him.

"Then what 'authority' are you blabbing about?! Huh?!"

"Now, calm down, girls. Like I told you, this must stop. Your irresponsibility has gone too far this time and I can no longer tolerate this anymore. I had to do what I should have done years ago. It's time to pay the price girls. You have to face the consequence you brought upon yourself."

"What are you going to do?" a tall skinny girl asked, slightly scared and, at the same time, furious at the man in front of them.

"Someone had to teach you lesson out of the classroom."

 

 

 

 

A/N: This will have slower updates so please bear with it. Don't expect to much, I'm not really good in english and lastly, Enjoy Reading!