A delinquent girl.

You probably could have been a jock if you wanted to. You have the muscles for it. Considering all the smoking and drinking your group does, it's impressive to stay in better shape than average. If team sports wasn't a bunch of bullshit that wasted all your free time, you might have. If you studied for tests, you would probably ace them. Instead, you sit at fairly average marks. Not that you give a shit.

If you gave a shit about anything, you wouldn't be texting while waiting in a chair outside the principal's office. You didn't even listen to what it was about. Not following the dress code? How else would anyone see how nicely shaped your tits are? Was it because of smoking in the bathroom? Like hell, that you're the first one to do it.

The school system is stupid anyway. It's basically a joke of itself. A satire of nationalism. It's enough to make someone think they are a character in Don Quixote. That's right. You know who Miguel De Cervantes is. Not that anyone else in your group of friends would. Zhenka is maybe the least retarded among them, but the only thing he is really good at is languages. Still, you'd have a lot less friends if they knew what kind of books you reads. Or you'd lose them just because of the fact, that you're able to read at all.

If people, you're parents included, actually had any idea how smart you really are, they would expect a whole lot more. That's not going to happen.

"Asuka? The principal is waiting to see you." The secretary looks about as bored as you are for being here. "Finally." This isn't a new routine. Worst thing that happens is he complains and you get detention again. Pushing open the door to his office, you get ready for what is just an average day of getting chewed out by authority figures that you don't really care about.