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The teacher shut the door, leaving the room. She left (Y/C) in charge, probably because they were in the front of the class. Everyone continued to work on their tests. Suddenly, a chair fell over. Fukase stood up.

"Hey, hands off! Those are my papers!" He shouted.

A boy with teal hair shook his head. "Maybe you shouldn't have made a fool of me during lunch."

What happened during lunch? The boy, supposedly named Ace, slipped on a napkin during lunch. Fukase tried to help, but accidentally knocked Ace's tray on him in the process. Fukase apologized, but when Ace stood up, he fell once again- this time into the trash can.

"I've already said sorry, what more do you want?" Fukase asked.

"I want you to be out of this school. Three strikes, you're out, remember? You already have two. Missing a test would earn you another."

With those words, Ace ripped Fukase's paper into multiple pieces. Fukase shoved him, flipping over a desk as well. The rest of the students began to panic. The boys swung punches at each other, now on the floor.

"Hey, hey, chill!" (Y/C) stated, rushing over.

Just as the teacher entered the room again, Fukase punched Ace. Needless to say, the teacher was furious. Fukase was instantly sent to the principal's office without the option to explain. (Y/C) was assigned to escort him to the office.

Fukase crossed his arms, clearly stressed.

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