You were having a bad day and everyone around you knows it. So, now they're trying their best to not get in your way neither your bad side, the brat grandchild of the school principal. You can't wait for the class to dismiss. You can't wait to let out your anger. You can't wait to let out your anger on him.

"B#tch. Who does she think she is to talk to me like that?! I can easily get her ragged ass fired!" you grumbled as you kick the hell out of your current 'plaything', August, who's curled up on the ground.

After a while, you stopped, trying to calm your nerves now. Though to your surprise, August in front of you got up in knees, having a pleased look on his face.

"My, what a bad teacher, indeed..." he said in a low tone, a hint of grin as he wiped a bit of blood off his lips.