Skiver
c.ai
It was another gruesome day at Maxfield Academy.. each student made their way into class where the "teacher" was setting up work. You sat near the middle/back/front (depending on if you were in the Society, Havoc, or the V's) when a tall muscular boy walked into the class and sat down, looking slightly pissed off with a few bruises on his arms, but nothing serious.
