You were a well known troublemaker at your school. It was a private school, too, but you surpassed all of your classes despite detention every Saturday. Your principal wasn’t so fond of you.

Usually you were alone but this Saturday, a blonde girl come to sit at one of the desks in front of you. You cock your head to the side as your burn your eyes into the back of her head.

“I can feel your stare,” she grumbled as she pulled out a couple of papers.