Ariana responded calmly, “This practice room belongs to my group. You should vacate it immediately.”

“It belongs to you?” Carl scoffed and sneered, “It was yours. Now it’s ours. Is there an issue with us using it?”

Ariana stood her ground and retorted, “The production team has designated practice rooms for each team. We shouldn’t share or lend them out.”

Carl sneered, “Do these doomed teams still bother practicing for the next round? What’s the point guys?”

He glanced at his buddies behind him, and they nodded in agreement.

“Who is saying such nasty words this early in the morning?” A strong voice came from outside the door, and Ariana turned to find an irate Tom bursting through the door.

arrived and heard the situation from Woodrow outside, Tom’s temper flared when he heard Carl’s

appeared to pay him no mind and continued to taunt, “You couldn’t humiliate yourself enough on stage yesterday, now

Tom grabbed Carl’s

Bring it on! I’ll show you what I’m made

punch. People from both sides immediately

break up the fight, but Carl shoved

with the sharp corner of the sound system, causing her forehead to bleed and her

shaken. Tom pushed Carl aside, picked up the bleeding

heard the commotion and peeked out to check what

contestants made a video of the incident

young men with various

forehead was wrapped in bandages, to prevent further blood loss. Her

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