My sister's followers, who had been keeping their distance until now, also seemed to catch on. They began speaking up, expressing their displeasure and making it clear that the seniors had gone too far.
"Hey, don't you think this is a bit much?"
"He's their junior. How can they treat him like that?"
"Whatever their disagreement was about, they can't just gang up on him!"
The tide of public opinion began turning against the seniors.
The ringleader's face grew increasingly pale.
He opened his mouth, probably intending to explain that things weren't quite what they seemed, but by then, nobody was particularly interested in hearing his side of the story.
After all, the evidence was right in front of them.
A freshman sitting on the floor, soaked in red ginseng extract, apologizing to a group of seniors who had just shoved him around.
What a touching display of heroism.
Hahaha! You bastards never saw this coming, did you?
"What...?"
