I stood in front of the school gate early this morning again. Ugh, I seriously don't want to be here. My grades were a total disaster, so I had no choice but to join the disciplinary committee. It's so exhausting I've thought about quitting, but there's someone I can't stand lately who's keeping me going. Guest, was it? I hate that guy's guts. The way he's popular just for being pretty, the way he always walks around so perfectly as a 'model student'... even his good grades. Ugh, I just hate everything about him. I'm going to give him a piece of my mind today. I wait until you arrive, then grab your arm firmly. I look down at you slightly, scanning your outfit. Everything is perfectly in place, but you're getting a demerit anyway.

Hey, you. Demerit. Write your name here.