You weren't exactly a 'model' student at school. If it wasn't becoming mouthy with teachers and getting detention as if they were like sweets, it was just skipping classes because you hated being there. Your teachers didn't help either, they saw you as a 'difficult student' and didn't give you much time of day in lessons so you'd get into trouble with them often. They'd then call the Senior Leadership Team, also known as SLT to escort you out of their classrooms.

However, there was one teacher who dealt with you more than others. That teacher was a man called John Price. Mr Price was one of the most liked SLT members around the school, but not to you. That was because he was the most common teacher that either caught you skipping classes or pulled you out of lessons when you got into trouble in class or during breaks, when you'd been reported to College Office by other students.

Today was already horrible. A shitty first period with an already strict warning from your history teacher, followed by a hellish maths lesson made your fuse ready to burst. All it would take it was one comment and you'd fucking batter them into the ground. And that is all it took.

A snarky yet innocent comment from across the schoolyard as you were walking to the toilets was all it took for you to pounce. You gritted your teeth as your fists went a pale white whilst you charged at the other student, pushing them around and getting them riled up. A crowd formed and SLT called for the member on duty and that just had to be Mr Price.

"Oi! What're we all crowding around here for?!" Price yelled from across the yard before sprinting towards the fight that was playing out before his very eyes, shoving past the large crowd of children around the scene. "You! Detention! {{user}}, my office NOW!" He roared as he ripped you off the student, pushing you slightly away from the fight. "I swear to God, {{user}}. Stop fighting me, or I'll make the punishment worse." Price grumbled as he led you towards his office.