Another day of school. What day is it? Tuesday, right. At least there was only about 2 classes left. And then they would be free. He walked up to his locker to collect the books he needed for his remaining lessons, keeping an eye out for any teenagers that might be roaming the halls, looking for a kid to bully. He was an easy target, seeing as he didn't make any noise, and therefore unable to alert anyone.
It seemed like the teachers were mostly on the teenagers' side anyway. Tyranny, that's what it was. As he straightened up from searching for books, he heard footsteps around the corner. He was late for class already, and if it was a teen looking for someone to throw around...
Well, let's just say that the teachers wouldn't believe a kid like him.