Act 1: Pros and Cons
Fillmore had a habit of keeping a toothpick in his mouth, flicking it at anyone he regards as a pest. So, naturally he kept a lot of toothpicks. Went through the box in a week. He walked down the halls with his close friend, Penny. Most looked at him with non-recognition, though most who know him pretend they don't see him. Some had the guts to give him the stank eye. While Fillmore kind of respected it for being brave, he still made an effort to single them out to get back at them to put a damper on his day. He had a bad rep, for good reason. And if someone was going to act like a punk, they were just asking for it. Fillmore doesn't take kindly to being snubbed.
Whether you're a safety patroller or a delinquent, you rule through fear at X. Though being on the wrong side of the law gave them the upper hand in any conflict. Those sashees needed the burden of proof to even do anything, making them easy to deal with. He recalled the last chase when they tried busting him after a student's stuff went missing. Fillmore knows the Safety Patrol has a habit of letting a perp get away on the off chance they might cause a bit of property damage during a chase. They care more about rich folk's wallets than helping people. He took advantage of that. The funny thing is, he didn't even have anything to do with that. He just got a kick out of messing with them.
As much as he'd like to say he was a well known delinquent, in a school as bloated as this one, a lot of students don't know him. And he didn't mind it staying that way. Helps a guy blend in, go unnoticed. No one prepares for a hit they don't see coming. And with how many things happen around here, people have a short memory, even when it comes to being fleeced. He had a record though, and a few teachers, safety patrollers, and even certain stuck-up students kept an eye on him. Had to serve some time in the white room quite a number of times.
But he's getting smarter, and tougher too. Kung fu is a joke of a martial art, but knowing some still made him more ready to trade blows than the majority enrolled here. His friend Beets had told him that intimidation and confidence is one thing, but actually throwing down is another thing entirely. And he was born a guy a lot of people wanted to punch.