The Secret Closet

One

If I could maul him and cut his head off right this instant, I would. When I first met him, he wasn't anything like this evil, unreasonable suck-up who acts like he hasn't done anything wrong in his life.

"What is it this time, Mr. President? You really can't go through one day without missing me, huh?" He scoffs at my claims but I'm pretty sure I'm right. Why else would he pour all this energy on me when he's clearly busy with his duties at the student council and acing all the tests possible.

"You keep violating the same rules. But today you really went up a notch." I was looking at his stupid round glasses while trying to remember if I did something troublesome.

We both stared at each other for a good five seconds before his eyes started to soften.

"Well what is it Kanawut?" He flinched a little and instantly had his mean face on.

"Seriously? Setting the smoke alarm off is forgettable to you?"

"What are you talking about?" I was honestly confused.

"Yesterday, after classes? At that storage room where you and your friends hang out? The smoke alarm was set off from there and cigarette buds were found in that room too!" He had his hands on his waist as he accused me.

"Why would you immediately assume it was me?!"

"Because I asked your friends and they said you stayed at school after classes and not only that, they said you smoked!" I sighed. Those jerks threw me under the bus to save their asses.

"We all smoked! And besides, I've stopped for weeks now!" It's a piece of information he probably won't care for but it was the truth.

"Let me see your bag then Suppasit."

"What? Wait—" he snatched my bag and started rummaging it.

"You can never be trusted!" He threw the pack of cigarettes in front of me with a disgusted look.

"It isn't even opened! I bought that weeks ago!" I explained but it was like talking to a deaf person with such narrow thinking.

"You can't buy your way out of this Suppasit. People saw you that day."

It's difficult when people have preconceived ideas about you. I'm a troubled kid but it doesn't mean I cause every single inconvenience that is happening in this place. I wasn't at school anymore when it happened. But I knew he was going to pin every little thing on me. Whether it's factual or not.

He seems to take my silence as a sign of guilt. But the truth was I just didn't care.

"You're called to the principal's office." Gulf was smirking obnoxiously. And I promised myself that I would wipe that smile off of him someday.

I never expected us to turn into oil and water. But here we are.

I grabbed my bag from him and gave my best death glare. Asshole.

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The principal talked to me as if I had no chance in this world. He told me I was suspended for 3 days but what he said to me next heated my ears.

"Mew, your merits are back to zero. Now you have to work twice as hard to get those back."

"But sir!" The topics and workload in our last semester will be harder and for someone who's only relying on merits, graduating is almost close to impossible.

"You should've thought about this before making some trouble."

I was seeing red and revenge is the only word that could comfort me.