Chapter 35 Punishment
The morning sun cast a warm glow over the school, but for Liam, the day already felt dull and uninteresting. Walking through the school gates, he shoved his hands into his pockets, his expression indifferent. He wasn’t in a rush to get to class—after all, there was something else he had to deal with first.
Punishment.
His lips curled slightly in irritation as he remembered. After everything that had happened yesterday, this was the last thing he wanted to deal with, but skipping it wasn’t an option. If he did, the school would probably add more to his punishment, and that was something he had no patience for.
So instead of heading toward his classroom like everyone else, Liam made his way to the disciplinary office. The halls were quiet now, most of the students already in their seats, chatting, taking notes, or pretending to listen to the teachers. The only sounds were the faint murmurs of lectures echoing from the rooms he passed.
Reaching the door of the disciplinary office, he knocked twice before pushing it open.
Inside, a bald, middle-aged man sat behind a desk, his fingers tapping against a keyboard as he focused on the computer screen. The room smelled of coffee and old paper, and the walls were covered in notices, rule sheets, and disciplinary records.
The man barely looked up as Liam stepped in. Only after a few seconds did he stop typing, his fingers pausing mid-action. Then, without a word, he lifted his hand and pointed toward the corner of the room.
Liam followed his gesture and saw a pile of cleaning equipment stacked neatly—mops, brooms, buckets, and cleaning solution. His brows immediately furrowed.
You’ve got to be kidding me.
The disciplinary officer finally spoke, his tone completely flat.
"Pick it up. Clean the school hallways."