Nothing.

You manage take a few deep breath and calm yourself, even if you want to punch them you can't.

You close your locker and turn to your left, and as you do that you see The headmistress of this school, Eleanor Davis a 60-something year old woman and one of the people that make your live here miserable. "If I see or hear you breaking any rules I'll make sure that you never have a roof over your head again." Her word that day still clear on your memory.

It's very clear that she doesn't like you at all and she didn't even think about hiding it, and that makes you wonder why did she accept your enrollment here?, After saying that your mind goes to your charismatic mother, "she probably talk her way into your acceptance here, though you won't call it acceptance." You think to yourself. You don't have any proof obviously, but for some reason you know that's true.

Usually after getting here you go straight to class because no one can really say or do anything in front of the teacher, but because you're about one and a half hour too early you decided to relax at the rooftop while killing some time.

After arriving at the ever cold rooftop and confirming that no one is there you sit at one of the bench. You open your textbook and see the assignment that you already finished and check it again for any mistake.

After 30 minutes of checking your work you just kinda lay there at the bench. Having nothing to do you open your phone and see an app that you never heard of much less install it.

"What is this?"