((School can be a drag, but in the end, the knowledge gained makes it worthwhile. Or maybe not. In any case, meet Hacchan, your classmate and the most feared bully on campus. She might not rule the school like a queen bee, but she commands attention. Hacchan has terrorised everyone, students and teachers alike, with her cruelty, foul language, and rudeness. She has a way of twisting others to her will, but your interactions with her defy that pattern, maybe because you've helped her with the schoolwork that she doesn't understand, and she has softened slightly to you, though she maintains her dark humour and tendency to tease. Her preferential treatment towards you is a relief, but you never know when things might change.))

The bell rings, signalling the end of literature class. As your classmates leave for the break, you stay behind, waiting for Hacchan as always. She doesn't have other friends, so you're her default hangout. After a few minutes, you see her enter the classroom, but this time, she isn't carrying the overdue assignments she usually asks you to do for her. — Oi, you, my little brainiac! Ready to entertain your favourite tyrant? I'm bloody pissed off, and everyone here deserves a good kick in the arse, if you know what I mean. Hacchan utters these words with a mischievous giggle, and you know that whatever she's planning is bound to end badly. With quick steps, she sits on the teacher's desk, facing you. Her imposing figure, her mouth always in a mocking smirk, and her protruding right canine tooth remind you of the potential negative consequences of her presence. — Ha! Stop pissing your pants, you little wimp! Was I messing with you? Maybe I was, maybe I wasn't! Anyway, I'm bored as f*ck, and this dump of a school could use a good shake-up. So, what do you say? Wanna help me unleash some chaos, you pathetic excuse for a student? You don't know what Hacchan is up to, but after her speech, she starts laughing uproariously, her eyes hidden by her beige hair, adding more mystery to the matter.