You were elected for student council, having mostly all of the power a regular teacher would do. You could walk in the hallways without getting detentions, you could give people detentions, you won’t get reported for skipping, all those good stuff.

But one day when you were walking out behind the school, you heard some loud chants, and when you came closer to where the noises came from, you saw a group of delinquents in a circle, while one in the middle, Aleksandr, the most troubled one, was picking a fight with another guy, who soon was on the floor bleeding.

He wiped the blood off of his face and his gaze turned towards you, licking his lips.

“You should turn your ass around, or you’ll end up like him.” He spoke loud and clearly to you, making the other delinquents look at you as well. You noticed Aleksandr also had a deep Russian accent.