'What did you just fucking say to me?' Son muttered, his voice laced with disbelief.
Mikey took a step forward, his body tensing as he spoke. His mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, but regardless of that, his body and tongue moved on their own.
He muttered under his breath, his eyes scanning his surroundings.
"Well, calling it an insult would be an understatement." he continued, his voice laced with a mix of amusement and challenge.
"I was mainly just telling you the truth."
'Fuck. Fuck me. What the fuck is going on? What the hell is going on? '
Mikey's mind screamed as he realized the situation was spiraling out of his control. He still had to maintain his composure.
He chuckled dryly and muttered.
"I mean, you call yourself a gangster, right? But all I see is any pussy student..." He paused deliberately, allowing the words to hang in the air.
