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The students who weren't participating in the fight went back to their teacher, watching the match behind the glass screen. Quinn would have been with the others, but he had an obligation to look after the students and watch it with them.

Still, it didn't stop Fex from breaking away from Helen and Peter, who were a bore in his eyes and coming over to where Quinn was.

"Hey, Qu- I mean Hardy, I guess you must be a little nervous, seeing your little runts out there fighting," Fex said.

The students around could hear every word Fex said and looked up at the loud teacher.

"Who's that? Is he someone important?"

"Not really. I think he just teaches that sewing class or something."

"We can ignore him then. Well, I'm just glad I'm not a teacher like him." The students spoke, not caring if Fex heard them or not.

"Hey, hey, my sewing class is great!" Fex said, but seeing all the students looking through the glass screen ignoring him, he knew it was pointless to say anymore.