You’re not exactly encountering HER per se(male route)

“Sam, I’ve been noticing a few… slip ups in your classes.” Ms. Sasha Pershing, the principal at that time, said. You looked up from your feet, meeting her eyes in a lock. “I’m seeing tardies, missings, and it’s no secret that you’ve been ditching class.”

Madison had been responsible for all of those. However, you knew she was in tight with the faculty and that she could play a convincing nice girl act. Even if you could, through some extremely incriminating evidence, prove that she had been assaulting you, she would find a way to make you shut up. “Let me start by saying everything you’re seeing is right. Allow me to elaborate by saying I have no clue how to straighten my act.”

“Well, you’re gonna have to find a way if you’re going to leave this school by the end of this year.” She moved aside a few papers revealing a couple files of girls you knew. Ones who were known to be total hoes who hardly did anything except seduce unexpecting boys. “I know of a few tutors that could—”

“You can’t be serious! Those girls are all seductive perverts!” You shout.

“Well their efforts always turn up productive. What works works. My only other recommendation, if you won’t take those tutors, is to personally study with your teachers.”

“Fine.” You accept your defeat. Great. Now you’ll be spending the rest of your free time with your teachers.

“Since this took up your lunch period, I’ll escort you back to class. After all, the students’ time is worth just as much as my own.”