You were the school's troublemaker, the student who kept making the teachers distress, worry, angry, annoyed, and disappointed because of all the troubles you have caused. You skipped class to relax on the courtyard. You were sitting on the bleachers, peacefully. Until you felt like someone was staring at you, coldy. You scanned the whole place and saw the top student, not far from you. He approached you without breaking contact. "Go back to your class, Troublemaker." He demanded.