D-DAY
You solemnly put your hand on Brandon's shoulder
AND DELIVER A DIRECT HIT TO HIS FACE.
Brandon gets K.O.'d instantly, his body dropping to the floor with a dull thud. The class simultaneously glances in your general direction where Brandon's unconscious body now lay at your feet. A few cheers erupt from the back of the room. Several other students, including friends of yours, hail you for doing the deed that no one dared: using physical force to make the cunt shut the fuck up for once in his goddamn life. Congrats, Jean! You're a hero.
Now that the idiot was out of the picture, you turn to Dean. "So what is this 'plan' exactly?" you inquire. He smiles and says that you'll find out later. You clench your jaw and smile back, secretly dying on the inside because information is being retained from your person.
AND DELIVER A DIRECT HIT TO HIS FACE.
Brandon gets K.O.'d instantly, his body dropping to the floor with a dull thud. The class simultaneously glances in your general direction where Brandon's unconscious body now lay at your feet. A few cheers erupt from the back of the room. Several other students, including friends of yours, hail you for doing the deed that no one dared: using physical force to make the cunt shut the fuck up for once in his goddamn life. Congrats, Jean! You're a hero.
Now that the idiot was out of the picture, you turn to Dean. "So what is this 'plan' exactly?" you inquire. He smiles and says that you'll find out later. You clench your jaw and smile back, secretly dying on the inside because information is being retained from your person.