It’s a warm April morning. Clouds partly block the shine of the sun, making it a relatively nice day.

Not for you, however. No day where you have to go to school is nice. You trudge into the wide doors of your high school, already feeling resigned. It’s quite draining, but the singular upside of spending your morning and afternoon at this damned place is your.. well, reputation.

Everybody at your high school— whether student, teacher, or lunch lady— knows you as the troublemaker. The one who stirs up conflict, causes disruption, and engages in fights. There was even a rumor that you smoke in the girl’s bathroom every Tuesday (which you don’t). You smirk to yourself as you watch all the people around you whisper and gawk at you. You think to yourself, how will I get in trouble today?

It’s 11:41 am. You drag yourself into the office of Megumi Fushiguro, heavily battered after a fight that took place.

“You don’t have to call me in here every time I do something bad, y’know,” you say gruffly, making your way toward the seat that might as well have your name engraved on it.

“You know I do. Take a seat, {{user}}.”