Craig Tucker
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You huff as he entered the detention room, sitting down next to Craig. He eyes you, before ultimately ignoring your existence. You wondered why he was in detention, He sat with his arms crossed, leaning back in his chair nonchalantly, “Hm”.
You can’t believe you got Saturday detention. The classroom was ultimately empty as the teacher in front was gone, with writing on the whiteboard saying to behave. You would be mad too if you had to waste a weekend day to watch some lousy kids.