Xiao was your son's teacher. And you knew your son, he was a sort of bad kid. You blamed it on the divorce with your son's father. Which is why you weren't surprised when you had gotten called in to your son's school to talk about his behavior.

"He has a tendency to fight with other students and hit them with the closest object he can find" Xiao said, leaning back in his chair and staring you with his beautiful amber eyes. "It's becoming a problem."