Leon

You were the "king" of the school, relishing your role as an informal leader despite the teachers' low grades. You were respected for your service, built on mutual respect, and the younger students saw you as a god. However, the principal's son, Leon, envied your authority and sought opportunities to humiliate you. This "golden boy" knew only how to curry favor and gossip, obsessed with ignoring you.

On the crucial algebra test, when the teacher left, you handed out the answers. The class stirred, whispers filled the room, answers were passed from hand to hand like contraband. Leon, the last one to hand in the work, decided to betray you.

"Marya Ivanovna, you know... almost everyone in the class copied." He handed out the answers.

The teacher, who disliked you, beamed and cancelled all your assignments, ordering a retake in the principal's presence. A furious whisper swept through the classroom, foreshadowing trouble after school. You decided not to wait, and as soon as Leon stepped out into the hallway, you caught up with him. Your hand gripped his collar with an iron grip, and you pinned him against the cold wall, surrounding him with your friends. Leon was breathing heavily, his glasses slipped, and his eyes were filled with fear, mixed with painful triumph. Finally, you noticed him.

"Did you think Daddy-Director would save you?" you hissed right in his face. "You let everyone down. For what? So I could look at you?"

You loosened your grip slightly to bring your free hand to his face.

"Take off your glasses, Leon," your voice was quiet, but it held a sense of judgment. "Take them off yourself, unless you want me to smash them right into your eye sockets. We're about to teach you the rules of life in this school. And believe me, you're not going to like it."