351: Heart of Snowstar.

Heart of Snowstar.

''Aren't you all supposed to be in school?'' Isaac asked with a wry smile. If his mother knew that they were skipping school again, she would be mad in a fury.0

''Oh, you didn't hear?'' Lionel was somewhat surprised that Isaac wasn't aware of such well-known news. He had a hunch that Isaac's attention might be only about White Online and a certain black-haired girl.

''About what?'' Isaac asked while watching Derek playing a racing game. His opponents were nearby teenagers, who were pale-faced after seeing the delinquents appearing.

They debated whether they should intentionally lose.

Lionel grinned and replied, ''School is on pause, for now. The teachers and principal have to figure out what to do with White Online and its influence.''

''Ohh.'' Isaac nodded with understanding.

''Whoo!'' Derek cheered after winning. Every player ahead of him in the last lap crashed for some reason.

The nearby teenagers scurried away after the game had finished, leaving a trail of imaginary smoke behind.

''Let's go. This is boring.'' Niko said while lighting a cigarette. His friends nodded, and they left the arcade.

They used to like playing in arcades, but after White Online, everything seemed dull and boring.

Isaac followed after the gang of delinquents. It looked like he was forced to follow the delinquents to onlookers, and many elderly folks wanted to rescue him from their clutches.

But, before they could do anything, Isaac and the gang of delinquents had descended to the first floor and were soon gone from the mall.

''Whew…'' Niko let out a puff of smoke and twirled the cigarette between his fingers while asking, ''Should we go there?''

Derek, typing on his phone, suddenly grinned and nodded, ''Yeah, let's do it.''

The rest of the delinquents also grinned and accelerated their paces. Isaac curiously jogged after them and soon found out where they were going.

They reached the Heart of Snowstar, and Isaac saw the school where he had both bad and good memories for the first time in a while.

''Give me a boost.'' There was a gate blocking their path, and they had to give a boost to each other to be able to climb over it.

Derek knelt on the ground and put his palm on top of his knee. Then, Niko placed his foot on it and grabbed the top of the gate.

He pulled himself up and soon found himself standing on the other side of the gate.

Isaac looked around and saw citizens walking in the streets. They were also looking at them with scrutinizing gazes and with disapproval nods.

At least no one had called the cops yet.

Soon, everyone except Marvin and Isaac had crossed the gate.

''Lil bro, your turn.'' Marvin locked his two hands and leaned on the cold gate. Then, Isaac put his foot on the hands, and Marvin's muscles bulged as he pushed Isaac up.

Soon, Isaac climbed over the gate and wondered how Marvin could come over. However, it didn't take long for him to find out how.

Marvin didn't need anyone's help, instead used the thin poles of the gate to climb. Soon, he was on top of the gate and leaped over the pointy and sharp edges.

Thud!

He landed on the ground and patted the snow off his pants. Then, they began running toward the High School building.

Isaac still had no idea why they were there. The building was locked, but they didn't need keys. Lionel lockpicked the door. Then, they entered the building and rushed toward the third floor.

Soon, they arrived in front of room 3-A. Isaac's body trembled as he saw the classroom. It would have been his class if he was still in school.

They entered the classroom, and the gang of delinquents began trashing the room. Then, Marvin found a stack of papers that told everyone's seating order.

Soon, a grin found its way onto his face. He snapped his fingers that attracted everyone's attention. Then, he pointed at the corner seat next to the window.

''Heh.'' Ins grinned and hopped toward the desk. Then, he took out a pocket knife and began carving on the desk.

Screech!

Everyone covered their ears as an ear-splitting sound appeared. Soon, Ins was done and motioned everyone to come to look.

Isaac stopped next to the desk and widened his eyes in shock.

[Oliver, we know what you did]

''This…''

''It's Oliver's desk.'' Marvin grinned and took the pocket knife from Ins. Then, he began carving.

It continued until everyone in the gang of delinquents had carved something. Then, Lionel offered the knife to Isaac.

''Your turn.''

Isaac took it with a trembling hand. He looked at the things that they wrote, and it was primarily insulting Oliver.

Everyone stepped to the side and allowed Isaac to do his own thing.

''Ahem…'' Isaac cleared his throat and stopped in front of the desk. There was enough space to carve something in the middle of the desk.

He wanted to write something impactful. Something that would make Oliver paranoid and scared with every fiber of his being.

Then, the knife's tip grazed the wooden desk's outer layer. Isaac began slowly carving, and ten minutes later, he was finished.

Everyone gathered around the desk and grinned simultaneously.

Isaac had written the names of everyone who was part of the group that attacked him. It wasn't hard for him to figure out the names of everyone, especially after the clues he found inside White Online.

The delinquents took a note of the names and patted Isaac's shoulder. Then, they left the room and saw cop cars circling around the school's premises.

Isaac and the gang of delinquents went to the first floor, opened a back window, and jumped out. Then, they rushed toward the fence and jumped over it.

The cop cars hadn't closed the premises completely, which allowed them to escape the cop's surveillance.

Soon, they separated. Isaac and Marvin began running toward their home while the rest of the gang of delinquents went separate ways.

Before leaving, however, the delinquents shouted at Isaac about the black-haired girl and left with their laughter echoing throughout the air.

After hearing them teasing Isaac, Marvin burst into laughter while Isaac sheepily scratched the back of his head.

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