Xander was dressed in the black academy uniform. A black cape was attached to his shoulders, flowing down to his knees.
The golden embroidery on his blazer and the badge he wore identified him as the student council president.
A palpable tension filled the air.
The group of boys scrambled back from him with their eyes wide after realizing who it was.
Xander stared at Bruce with an indiscernible expression on his face.
Bruce opened his mouth first.
" Before you open your mouth to speak, I would suggest you don't think about trying to lie to me."
Xander spoke quietly, glaring coldly at Bruce. His dark eyes were devoid of warmth, boring into his own with a silent promise of pain should he lie.
Bruce's hand trembled slightly.
Xander noted the tremor with amusement.
"Well?" Xander asked.
Morgan felt himself break into a cold sweat. Adrenaline rushed through his body, his heart pumping furiously. He outwardly remained calm, watching for Xander's next move.
