TW: Victim Blaming
The vice principal was red-faced with fury as he barked orders at a group of officers dragging Jacob out of the school. The officers looked a bit roughed up, which meant Jacob had probably put up a fight while being cuffed like an idiot. The dean's voice echoed through the courtyard, loud enough to rattle the windows.
"GET HIM OUT OF MY DAMNED SCHOOL!" he roared, his face twisted with rage. "This piece of garbage needs to be locked up. He should never be allowed outside, EVER AGAIN!" He was relentless, a bulldog on a bone. "There's no chance of any reform or rehabilitation! This is just an example of garbage without any hope of redemption! TAKE HIM AWAY!"
