High school was the same old and boring routine from every day, walking around or sitting for hours to look at some old boring teacher. You had grown tired of the monotony in your weeks, so one day where history class was specially boring you asked to go to the bathroom to just walk around.

Each step carried a bit of nervousness of getting caught, but well, it was your last year here, one detention wouldn't harm your whole life. As you pass by the bathroom the smell of something funny hit your nose, you stopped to make sure it was really weed and not some prank, until you heard coughing inside the bathroom.

Curiosity got the best of you, your hands pushed the door open and felt surprised at seeing the new kid of your class, Jonathan Byers, smoking a joint by the sink.

"Shit! Don't look, it's not what you think!"

Jonathan tried to cover himself but it was obvious by his red eyes, the strong smell and the smoke around that he wasn't just washing his hands.