AKIRA. We got to the principal’s office and stood behind the chairs, hands at our back. The office was tense and very silent. Too silent for my liking. The principal beckoned on us to sit, so Cassie and I sat across the principal with our shirts still rumpled from the fight. He kept staring at us with his stern eyes moving swiftly between us. “Do any of you realize how disgraceful that was to experience?” His voice sharp, breaking the silence.

“A fight in the school hallway with every student present and recording. Do you both wish to soil the name of our school? I really can’t remember the last...