He was young, but his whole being was like a dry well, sealed for a hundred years.
He had only been at the orphanage for a few days before he got into fights with several other boys.
He wasn't the one who started the trouble.
According to the other children, he refused to share his things. When the others started pushing and shoving, he ended up flipping them to the ground.
The second time was in the cafeteria. Someone poured water into his food. Without a word, he grabbed his tray and threw it right at them.
The third time was even more serious. Three boys cornered him at night, but he managed to pin them in a corner with a mop handle until a supervisor arrived and broke it up.
When three or four of them surrounded him, he didn't even bat an eye.
The security camera captured the entire incident that night.
In the footage, he stood with his back to the wall, gripping the handle with both hands. His movements were concise and powerful.
Every strike aimed for a vital spot.
