-Erick's POV-
The impact of the fist had knocked me out and I was thrown off balance. I could feel like the world was spinning, plus the effect of wine made it worst. I curled on the floor, with my jaw and my body excruciating with pain as they continued to kick me.
Once, three staff tried to stop them, but they bent their courage when they recognized the group as someone they couldn't mess with. I just laid on the floor, flailing my arms to fight back and defend myself at the same time.
"Look at that pathetic son of a b*tch, eh? Haha," Oliver said.
"Remember Erick, people like you have no place on our campus. You're a sore to our eyes, you know that?" said Finnick. "Now, if you don't agree to our conditions, we will continue to hit you until you say yes. Or you can leave the campus f
