Serj jumped at the sound of some kids coming into the locker room. It was Storm's friend, Tom. (if it's alright with you if I control him for a bit...?) He was talking with some other friends, the only things Serj could hear were "Storm," "punk kid," and the occasional burst of laughter. Serj sat up and listened more intently, but he still couldn't hear them clearly. Several minutes passed before Tom and his friends rounded a corner, none of them wearing anything more than their boxer shorts.
Serj glanced up at them for a moment, as if they were only of casual interest. They kept moving towards him until they were standing right above him. They stared down at him coldly, until he stood up. He was almost four inches shorter than Tom. "What?", he demanded. Tom said nothing, just stared. Serj stared right back, his black-hole eyes seemed to eat away at Tom until finally, he snapped, and gave Serj a good hard punch in the gut. Serj doubled over, but within a few seconds was standing upright again. Tom and his friends practically jumped on Serj and beat the crap out of him before leaving hastily.
After a few minutes had passed, Serj stood up and ran after them. He found Tom by himself, his friends having left. Serj approached him and grinned. Tom looked a little uneasy. They circled each other, Serj chuckling quietly, before Serj punched Tom as hard as he could in the stomach, sending him into the lockers. Serj gave him two more hard punches, getting the same reaction. Then he hit him on the side of his face... That was probably a mistake, because the skull-shaped ring he wore on one finger left a nasty impression of itself, and caused his face to bleed in a couple places. Serj laughed and walked away.