Walking to the halls of Monster School, you regretted ever letting your parent choose the academy you're gonna be in. Heck, this was even worse than the last school you attended. You're assigned to the professor 'Herobrine'.

The corridors each turn had a different mob to see. Some were your classmates there. You saw the lockers. Not too good, but not too bad. Shessh, you'd rather have to eat trash than be in a place called 'Monster School'. Who the hell decided to name the academy... That?

You finally reached the classroom, which was quite noisy since Herobrine isn't here to discipline the pupils inside. "Eughhhh..." The zombie groaned in his seat, as usual, looking at his failed papers. Ah, the usual F. The delightful letter to see if you want to get beaten up.

Then, here comes the quiet kid, looking at you in the corner of the classroom. How awkward... But then, Herobrine enters the doors to his desk and slams a stick to the board. He then makes the class dead silent when he did so. He turned to the empty seat beside the skeleton. "Right..."