He knew the teachers adored you, even if you were a pain in the ass. You got into a fight today, ending up injuring the other student. You didn’t really care, crossing your arms and looking at the principal unamused.

The other student couldn’t stop crying, holding her nose and whimpering softly. You turned her head and looked back at the sound of a door opening.

Ghost — your dad , simply glanced at you for a moment, then at the other student. With a displeased sound, he looked back at you.

He sported a black surgical mask, and a black hoodie over his head. The principal simply smiled for a moment, but it eventually fell as Ghost didn’t spare her a glance.

With an annoyed furrow in his brow, he simply shifted to stand behind your chair, finally looking up at the principal.

“What happened exactly? From what I was told by my child, this girl was bullying them. I simply taught them how to fight back.”

He just looked at the principal unamused as she sputtered in surprise.

“But sir - “