Bubblegum Heart

Punishment

That summer afternoon I remained at my desk with a grimace of disgust.
I didn't like being in that school room more than necessary if I could help it, but that day I had to wait for the director's orders.
However, I had been sitting there for an hour and no one had said anything to me.
I was bored like never before and looking out the window was no longer a hobby.
What was it going to be?
Cleaning gum, scrubbing the dining room, or staying late on Fridays? Any one of them was horrible anyway. I had to mentalize myself. I sighed. Maybe I had overstepped a bit. She shouldn't have yelled at that teacher while she ripped up her Spanish literature test right under her nose. It hadn't been the best idea, much less having just started the course in my last year. -Nezuko Kamado.

A female voice interrupted my thoughts coming through the classroom door.
Her high-heeled shoes echoed throughout the place. She was the director.
A middle-aged woman with an air of superiority. I had never liked her, something about her gave me chills. Her dark hair and her penetrating eyes didn't help me to be a little calmer in her presence either.
-Director.

Her black eyes fixed on me and I looked away pretending nonchalance.
I couldn't deny that I was somewhat afraid of the punishment I was going to receive, I knew that I wasn't going to like any of them in the slightest, although everything would be better than expulsion.
She came closer at the same time that she crossed her arms with an intimidating expression.

- In this institution we look for exceptional and talented students.
May they have a great future-she knew she was going to start reciting her typical speech-you know, right?

-Yes, I know.

-It is a privilege that you are here, so I am telling you this as a last warning- she looked at me with a frown-

You will receive a punishment and be thankful that we have not decided to expel you.
And I'm talking about all your bad behaviors, not just this one.
At her words I huffed to myself as I kept my gaze fixed on my hands.

- What is the punishment? -I asked for.
I wanted to know as soon as possible.
It was the only thing that mattered to me at the time.

- You will join the ping-pong club throughout the course. They need people. When I heard her I couldn't believe her words. For another person that punishment would not sound so bad at first glance, but for me who wanted to stay as far away from that sport as possible and who also did not want to spend part of my time in a club from this academy.

- That's crazy, director - I said with the best education I could offer.

Deep down what I thought at that moment was: "There's no way I'm going to be with a bunch of nerds all year, Headmistress. Oh, and she's also uptight."

- It's your punishment - she growled because of my disagreement

- It's been decided and we're not going to change it.

After her words, he took out a folded piece of paper from her pocket and she held it out to me. I took it while she began to unfold it. It was a document that explained the location of the club, the hours and a bit of its rules. The only thing I noticed at that moment was that the club was on the top floor and that I also had to go to school every day! EVERYBODY!

- What? The days too? My eyes widened in surprise. It had to be a bad joke -Who made this schedule? It's ridiculous. She was sure that the culprit of having made that schedule was not right in the head. Who liked playing a game so much? .
Although well I couldn't say anything against it since, at the time, I was obsessed with that sport
- Ridiculous? She frowned once more.
He didn't seem to like my opinion about that schedule. -I...she interrupted me before she could speak-
-If you don't like the schedule you should talk to the team captain, not me-she commented-She won't change the schedule for you though.
I'll make sure of it.
He didn't know who the captain of the club was, but he would try in any way to convince him. It was not in my plans to be playing table tennis while I could be doing better things.
"Who is it?" I asked reluctantly.
Despite feeling intimidated, I didn't bother to hide my bad mood.
- Tsugukuni, Muichiro Tsugukuni.

When I heard his name it seemed familiar to me, but at the same time I couldn't get a mental image of who he was.
She would probably be one of those kids who would rather read books at recess than chat with her friends.
I'm sure it wouldn't be hard for me to convince him.

-You better attend.

I'll ask Tsugukuni for a report on everything you do-her words to her were made up with a threatening tone-You can go now.

Before leaving the classroom, she gave me one last look.
I was very tense and I squeezed the paper with all my might.
He wasn't going to attend that book club and for that he only had to convince Muichiro Tsugukuni. Sounded easy right?