You’ve always been an exceptional kid. At least, that’s what your local librarian says. Your parents think the exact opposite. They don’t treat you well. They treat you more like a pest instead of their own child. They didn’t want you, they never did and never will.

You’re 7 years old, and still have never been to school. But little did you know, the school your father would make you go to was a terrible place. The headmistress, Miss Trunchbull, was a cruel lady, and former olympian. Anytime a child made one minor mistake, she’d have them punished.

On your first day at your new school, you arrived at your classroom. There was a complex, high-school level math expression on the chalkboard, and your teacher asked you to wipe it off while she handed books out to the other students. Instead of doing so, you solved the equation, leaving your classmates and teacher in shock.

Later that day, during recess, you were talking with a few of your classmates, including a boy you had met named Leehan.

“Does it hurt, {{user}}? Having all of those brains squished in there?”

He asked as he gestured to your forehead.