>>1964620[Part 9]
"..E...N....T-" Yes, it was bold. Yes, it was very risky. And in her school, it would mean all kinds of consequences. But for the first time in her life, Stephanie felt beyond reproach. She was allowed to be someone completely different for once, and it was invigorating. So what if some stupid teacher caught her? She'd be remembered by that campus for-
"What the hell are you doing to our turf!?"
For-... turf?
Stephanie felt her willpower drain as she turned around, the can falling uselessly from her hand. She didn't see a teacher. Or a student... no, the girl saw a group of three boys in matching uniforms approaching her.
Clearly belonging to another group entirely. Had she been set up!?
"Look at this little punk. You're the one they have doing their bidding, huh? You got balls, kid, marking up our turf!"
"Wait just a second, I didn't know this was-AH!"
Without waiting for an answer, she had been grabbed by the collar, pulled up, and held back against the wall she had only half finished painting.
Despite fear for being at the whim of the unknown group, she was also very conscious of the button-down top being pulled upward away from her bound chest. That was going to be even worse.
"You know what we with trespassers, pretty boy?"
"Look, um, I swear it was a-"
She heard the sound of knuckles cracking, and gulped. What were they going to do, beat her up!?
"...misunderstanding..."
"You don't deserve to be wearing that uniform."
Huh? What, were they going to toss her out of the school? That didn't sound so-
"Off with it."
WHAT!?
Stephanie was dropped to her feet, her head swimming as she stared up at the leader with a dazed look. "W, what the-...what are you talking ab-"
"You're going to walk back to class in your boxers for crossing us, that's the penalty."
