Chad was still in disbelief over what had just happened. His wide eyes stayed locked on Max, as if trying to make sense of it all.
He squinted, searching for signs that maybe he had mistaken the person. The mask still covered Max's face, but the frame, the posture, the red hair, it was unmistakably him. It was the same Max he had always known.
This makes no sense… Chad thought, a pit growing in his stomach. He was the weak boy. The weak boy of the Stern family. The one whose parents died and left him alone.
He never once stood up for himself, no matter what anyone did. He's just a damned high school student!
There had been so many reasons why Chad had targeted Max. It felt natural. It wasn't just that Max appeared weak, he was weak. That's what everyone thought. It was how Chad had been able to use Dipter to keep him under control while he figured out how to use his own wealth freely.
