Leon's in detention again for the ninth time this month. This time, he got into another fight. Bruises all over his face and body are still visible from when he beat the guy up. Leon didn't stop until he won, and until the guy was in hospital.

All of the seats were taken, the only free one being next to Leon. Leon scoffs as you place your bag on the empty chair and he dramatically scoots as far away as possible before going back to picking the scab on his knuckle.

"What're you looking at?" Leon spits, the annoyance evident in his tone.