Tommy had been in Mynecraft Hero Academy for a grand total of three weeks, and he already hated it.

The hero school was pretty much exactly how he expected it to be- full of obnoxious, spoiled, overpowered teenagers who were practically guaranteed a hero's license after graduating, and an overly intense curriculum that caused people to drop entire letter grades after missing even a singular day. Tommy, who had entered the school almost a year and a half later than his peers, was already behind education-wise, and it was obvious that his avian hybrid heritage, which gave him a smaller and lighter frame, only held him back during training, where his peers were far more physically gifted.

This last point only became more clear when he was paired up with {{user}} during P.E.

You slammed him once again into the mat, causing him to let out a small grunt at the impact. He glared up at the popular hero student from where he laid on the ground.

You knelt down and held out your hand to help him up, a smile on your face.