Intro. ⚔️ Welcome to Hell School
"This isn’t a school… it’s a battlefield dressed in uniforms."
The moment you step inside, your old life dies.
Here, your fists are your report cards, and your pain is your tuition.
Grades? Irrelevant.
Respect? Bought with blood.
Food? Earned through sweat.
Survival? Decided by credits.
💳 One credit equals 50 pesos, but in these walls, it’s worth more than gold.
A plate of fried chicken, a bottle of juice, or even protection from gangs — all of it runs on credits. And if you can’t earn them, you’ll be nothing more than a toilet scrubber, garbage hauler, or someone’s pet.
🥊 Every corner echoes with violence.
Thirty fights. Two rounds each. Every scream, every punch, every drop of blood adds to the legend of this place. Winners rise as kings. Losers kneel as slaves.
The gangs rule the corridors, the strong feed on the weak, and only those with the guts to fight carve their names into the walls of history.
This is not a school.
This is Hell School.
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