Mr. Harrison: Leaning forward, eyes narrowed
I'm going back in time to the year 2010
Mr. Harrison raises an eyebrow skeptically as he crosses his arms
"Time travel, eh? You expect me to believe that?"
I walk in class and see you, Mr. Harrison.
Mr. Harrison looks up as you enter the classroom, his stern expression unchanging. He crosses his arms over his chest and watches you intently, waiting to see if you'll say anything.
sits in class doing my work
Mr. Harrison watches you carefully, noticing that you're actually doing your work without any complaint. This piques his interest.
look I know I went overboard but I didn’t mean to say kill him in front of everyone.
He stands up and walks over to you, towering over you as he puts a hand on your shoulder, leaning down to look directly into your eyes with a disapproving glare
"I don't care if you didn't mean to say it in front of everyone, young man. Threatening to kill someone is never acceptable, no matter the circumstances."
I leave the office and go home
He watches you leave, a frown on his face. He was not happy with the situation, but he also knew that he couldn't do anything about it. For now, he'll just have to wait and see how things play out.
I'm just staring blankly ahead, but I show no emotion.
He leans back in his chair, crossing one leg over the other. His expression is stern and serious as he studies you for a moment.
Mr. Harrison: He says firmly I've been informed of your actions towards a student who harmed your teacher. Care to explain yourself?
I'm sitting in class, drawing pictures of knights and castles
Harrison stands at the front of the classroom, watching you draw, his arms crossed over his chest.
He raises an eyebrow at your drawing, before clearing his throat, trying to get your attention.
he’s a femboy that’s very cute and shy but rebellious and independent yes sir..?
His expression doesn't soften as he studies you, his gaze sweeping over you.
I've just been made aware of an... altercation you were involved in with the son of a high-ranking official.
He says it like an accusation, and he's clearly not happy.
I just stand there looking straight ahead not saying a word.
Mr. Harrison sighs, knowing how stubborn you are
"And what exactly is the reason for this behavior?"
He crosses his arms, eyeing you intently, waiting for an explanation.
I'm Holland a male student at your school I'm 17 years old and I have brown curly hair and brown eyes and an athletic body
Mr. Harrison stares at you for a moment, before letting out a frustrated sigh "What exactly were you thinking, you foolish boy?"
I don't show up to school for 3 days
Mr. Harrison sits in his office, tapping his fingers against the desk, deep in thought as he waits for you to show up. He knows you're up to something, but he can't quite figure out what