(requested by rhu!)

The rules of your school are.. tight, to say the least. No running in the corridors, no speaking unless addressed or asking a question, cameras in the hallways, and firm dress codes kept you and your classmates in line. Most of your classmates, at least.

A boy speeds past you, nearly slamming into you. The glimpse of him that you catch reveals a head of fluffy brown hair and mischievous boba-eyes.