Summary: We start off with a brief introduction to the corrupt environment of Public High School # 1368. Find out what happens here, when students don't do their homework.

Disclaimer: I do not own Xin believe it or not. This series belongs to Max Mao and Steven Lim. They created this on Newgrounds and lifepoint1. I'm just writing this to honor them.


In Public High School # 1368, a fire was burning in the hearts of some of the students. What started was a small spark on a long trail of gunpowder. That spark has been traveling along the gunpowder leading to a keg. Now, the spark had reached its destination, the explosion inevitable.

"Please, Mr. Barrak! No!"

The young student's plea was cut off by the sounds of fists slapping against flesh. Suffering from a cut eye, bruises and a broken nose, the student was held off the floor by his collar. The young boy tried one last time for mercy.

"P-Please…" he coughed. "I can't breathe…"

"Well then," the teacher said. "What do you have to say for yourself, young man?"

Mistaking this as actually mercy, the student rasped. "I-I…a-am…a worthless…p-piece of trash…"

Barrak nodded. "That's better." With that, he punched the student right in the gut. If the boy had any air to cry out, it was extinguished. Instead, he wheezed out a gasp and dropped to the floor. The rest of the class murmured in anger, disgust and horror.

Barrak lit a cigarette. He was a burly math teacher with an ugly unshaven face and a mop of curly brown hair. He took a drag and puffed a cloud of smoke. "Anyone else here who didn't finish their homework?" No one answered. "You pathetic runts. Don't make me come find you! All you slackers deserve to…"

Barrak's little speech was interrupted by someone sliding open the door. A lean, muscular junior stood there. His expression tense and made him look nonchalant. The junior was blond and wore a headband.

Silence lingered for a moment until Barrak reprimanded the late student.

"Andre, you're late…AGAIN!"

Andre didn't reply until he walked into the classroom. "As a teacher, you have too many options." He passed Barrak after saying, "Oh, by the way, I hate people smoking in front of me."

Barrak clenched his teeth and fists in anger. The door slammed shut.


Short, I know! I'm writing this to the actual lenght of the flash series. Review, please!