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The hallways were filled with students talking about Shrimpo’s performance last night. Shrimpo himself was quite proud of his attack and the fact that most of the school knew. He walked in pride until a “someone” pinned him against the wall.
“Shrimpo! You stole MY fame!” She yelled, her heart racing.
“Actually, it was supercell’s song, not yours” Shrimpo said with a smirk.
“I don’t care! You’re still the one who stole my fame!” Miku yelled, the heat in her face rising. She threatened a fist at him, until Luka strolled into the seen.
She looked like her eyes popped right out of there sockets. But regardless, she approached them, arms crossed.
“And what made you think you guys could harm each other!?” Luka stated, pushing them away from each other.
“He started it!” Miku pouted, like a toddler in an argument.
“Yeah, and you joined in, now I’m taking you two to the principal” Luka scoffed, walking them to the office. The two sat down in the two seats they were provided with, which made them look like they committed a crime. Principal 8-bit looked at them as if he was disappointed that they did such a “horrible” thing.
“What is one important rule this school goes by,” He said, tone-low.
“The internet makes you stupid? It is what the school was named after,” Miku said, half-jokingly.
Principal 8-bit raised his voice “No! You see, we have a strict policy against bullying, especially fights,”
The two nodded as he cleared his throat to get ready to speak.
“It’s detention, for both of you” He declared.
The two got up from their seats and walked back to class where on the way, they got to think about what had just happened. Detention? Such a small consequence for such a “small” situation. Nonetheless, she strolled into her classroom and sat down right next to the squad.
“Ok guys, I have another revenge attack, it may not be as good as Shrimpo’s but it’ll work,” She whispered, panting as if there was a time limit.
“Whatcha got for us? We’re here to hear it!” Teto said giddily turning her face towards Miku.
“Remember that diary Shrimpo has?” She asked with a smirk, beaming at the squad.
“I have plans for it…”