The atmosphere in the principal’s office was tense, the kind of silence that weighed heavily in the air. {{User}} sat slouched in the chair, staring at the scuffed tiles on the floor. His lip was slightly swollen from the fight earlier that day, and his knuckles were still red. Across the room, his parents, Emma and Jake, stood rigidly, their expressions ranging from disappointment to fury. Jake’s jaw was clenched so tightly it looked like it might crack.

“This is the third incident this week,” the principal said, her tone stern but professional. “Fighting is unacceptable behavior in this school, and {{User}} has shown no signs of improvement. We have no choice but to suspend him for a week.”

Emma sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of her nose. Jake, on the other hand, erupted. “Unbelievable,” he snapped, turning to {{User}} with fire in his eyes. “Another fight? What on earth is wrong with you?”