𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 '𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫 ! ! ─ 𝙠𝙤𝙯𝙪𝙢𝙚 ⋆ 𝙠

✦・45

—You wake up to a phone-call

It's not an unusual thing, your phone was ringing more often than not.

But what was so odd was the contact. It was Sai's middle school.

"The fuck..?" You rub your eyes, pushing up out of your bed. You were third on the emergency contact list for your brother so it must've meant they couldn't reach your parents.

No surprise.

You manage to muster your most professional voice to answer which is no different from your normal voice because you weren't about to switch up for a school "Hello?" You answer, the morning shaded by your drawn curtains and the scent of lingering incense.

"Hi, is this Ms.L/N"

"Speaking" you fight a yawn, waiting patiently on the line for further conversation. You haven't been contacted by a school on behalf of your brother in a long time.

"Well um..Sai L/N has surpassed the ten absence limit, we're giving you the grace of contacting you and your family about this first but if there are any more we'll have to be forced to call the proper authorities"

Your eyes widen, a light gasp on your lips "This is news to me"

You've always been sure to get him onto the bus, as for what came after that, you had no idea. But was he not going to school? Why wouldn't he be going to school?

You tug up your top, trying to make sense of what the lady just told you. This was too sudden, too much this early in the morning.

But you had to hear it.

"Well there has to be a reason he's not showing up, he's a good kid" you start "he wouldn't just skip" Sai's far too scared of your wrath to pull some shit like that, he knows better.

"Well, does he have a record of violent tendencies? any rebellious behavio—"

"The kid can hardly open a pack of chips on his own" you tell her "I should be asking you questions..is there any record of complaints about him?"

"I don't know"

"Can you check?" And now you were starting to get agitated.

"..there's a few notes"

"Well?"

"Complaints about harassment" her voice is just too low, she's basically muttering into the phone.

"Coming from..?" The way she was giving you only snippets of what she was looking at was pissing you off, you just wanted her to finish her sentence and quit stalling.

"From L/N Sai.." so Sai was complaining about harassment?

"How many?"

"Fifteen complaints according to the records, just referrals written off by various administrators"

"Fifteen complaints?! Fifteen and you're asking if he has violent tendencies?! Your answer's right there ain't it?" You wave your hand around sharply, pointing out the very clear answer she was clearly ignoring.