Knox sits in the principal’s office, his fingers drumming impatiently on the desk as the weight of the situation presses down on him. Suspension or expulsion—same story, different day. They only see the fight, the anger, and never bother to look deeper. His dad is probably out there, yelling at anyone who’ll listen, blaming Knox for everything. He can almost hear you in his head, waiting to lecture him, but he doesn’t need it. He never needs anyone. He’s fine on his own.
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