Sam Lee, also known as Grape. Wolf watched him enter the building with Forrest Lee, excitement starting to form in his body. "And here I thought today's meeting was going to be a pain in the ass."

"Sorry about this Grape, I know your issues with…him, but Donald said all Heads as well as their right-hand men are to show up to this meeting."

"Thanks, I appreciate it. Let's just try to get out of here quickly."

With a hopeful belief, both Forrest and Grape entered the main building, other Union Heads had already arrived, and in the far corner, Wolf eyed the duo.

"Just ignore him," Forrest said as he pulled Grape towards the meeting room, both greeted Donald as they came in. Followed by Wolf who decided to sit at their table, despite Hwangmo, his right-hand man, sitting at a different table.

Across the room, Hwangmo eyed Wolf with a confused expression on his face, but he knew better to get in his way when Grape was involved. Eventually, everyone was here and Donald began.

With Ganghak's representative sitting right next to them, they had no choice but to remain tight-lipped throughout the meeting. Wolf didn't say a word, but in his mind he enjoyed seeing the duo before him quiver.

"All right that'll be all for today, make sure to stick to this month's schedule," Donald said as he dismissed everyone, signaling the end of the meeting.

Both Forrest and Grape speed walked out, hoping to not have to interact with Wolf, they were able to make it to the basement parking lot. Unfortunately for them, Wolf was in a chatty mood today.

"Yo, Sam! What's the rush man?" he said with a sadistic smile starting to form. Grape hesitated for a while, he hated when people used his real name, but with Wolf, sucking it up was the only option.

"O-oh, hey Wolf. How's it going?"

"Not bad, I thought you wouldn't be here today, but I'm glad you showed up. I was in the mood to catch up with an old middle school friend.

Grape didn't say anything, too busy trying not to let vicious memories resurface, he knew exactly how his middle school days with Wolf were, he also knew what Wolf's idea of 'catching up' implied.

At this point Forrest had stepped in, "We've got a lot of work today, and you know how much Donald stressed meeting quotas. So we don't have a lot of time to chit-ch–"

"Damn, where'd that purple-haired psycho go?" Hwangmo thought to himself as he headed to the basement parking lot. It felt like he always had to walk on eggshells when he was with Wolf, always being cautious of when his temper might go off. Whenever that happened Wolf would always go overboard, no matter who he was attacking.

This time was no exception.

"W-Wolf, what the hell happened?"

He watched the scene before him, Forrest was on the floor, struggling to get up, a meter away from Grape with blood pooling out his nose. While Wolf had mounted an unconscious Grape. Despite him not being awake, Wolf didn't show any mercy with his fists continuously bearing down on his skull."

"Oh shit, Wolf get up," whispered Hwangmo as he yanked Wolf off Grape.

Wolf hands twitched, normally anyone who put their hands on him would wish they didn't very soon, but he decided to let Hwangmo off the hook this time as he watched Kingsley come in.

"Forrest, you forgot to return–. Wolf! What the hell are you doing? Donal-"

"Zip it four-eyes, I'm not in the mood for your bullshit," Wolf muttered as he started to walk back to his motorcycle with a worried Hwangmo following him.

"Damn that psycho. Forrest you ok?" asked Kingsley.

"Yeah I'm fine, sorry I forgot to hand in my area's report. Here it is," Forrest handed a folder to Kingsley and went to grab Grape. Seeing as how he wasn't going to be waking up anytime soon, Forrest carried him on his back and started heading for the exit.

It had been a decent amount of time that Forrest had spent with Grape, and the first thing he learned was that Wolf was going to be a pain for both of them. Which was why he purposefully didn't hand in the report, since he knew Kingsley, being as organized as he is, would notice and try to retrieve it before they left. Unfortunately he had hoped that he'd arrived earlier. Clenching his jaw, he readjusted Grape on his back and went towards the nearest hospital.

"Listen, I'm sorry man. It's just that Kingsley was coming, and I know you were…with Grape but I-."

"Just forget it. If you hadn't I would've had to listen to Donald spew more bullshit."

He relaxed a little bit. While he knew that Wolf was still pissed, he was able to find some comfort knowing that at least he wouldn't be an outlet for his anger. The ride back was quiet for both of them, and Hwangmo got the message that Wolf wasn't in the mood to talk.

Despite not being the strongest and not holding a candle to Wolf, camaraderie was the one thing he felt he beat that purple haired sadist in. The thought made it easier for Forrest to ignore the pain that was coursing through his body as he pushed through the hospital's doors, making the receptionist jump and as she looked more closely at the student who was carrying another student on his back, she shouted for a doctor.