A smirk curled up on the man's face."Well, well, well. Look who it is."He studies Arthur like he is inspecting a weapon."The Arthur Kane of West High, huh? What are you doing here, Arthur?"
Arthur stares back, face unreadable. Silence answers for him.
The man takes a step closer. His smile widens. "Did the cat get your tongue?"
Arthur finally speaks. His tone is calm and bored."I don't see any outcome where telling you why I'm here helps me."
The man chuckles. He turns his back slightly, as if ending the conversation. His shoulders shake like he finds something amusing. But then he spins around suddenly, faster than a blink, and throws a punch aimed at Arthur's jaw.
Arthur raises his arm and blocks it clean. The impact thuds against his forearm, but Arthur doesn't step back. His expression doesn't change. Immediately after, he counters. A direct punch straight to the man's jaw. The hit snaps the man's head to the side.
