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*Request for PrimroseSalazar* Loki

The next day as the kids were entering the classroom, every seat was filled except for (y/n)'s. As the teacher was doing rollcall and then starting the lesson I pulled her aside and said.

"Where is (y/n)?"

"Her uncle called the school, says the poor girl's got the flu again."

"Again?" I questioned lowly.

"Yes. Mr. Laufeyson, (y/n) is always getting sick or injured so some days or weeks she just misses class. She'll be back soon. Now help me pass out these papers." She said to me trying to assure me that everything was alright.

I just glared at her as she blindly went up to the 'smartboard' and began the days lesson while I had no choice but to hand out the paper slips for today. Something just didn't set right in my stomach about this. I get that Midgardians are more fragile to things like colds and sicknesses but yesterday she seemed just fine, how could (y/n) so suddenly be out sick today this fast? And the teacher not even caring about it at all.

If you ask me this woman isn't even fit to be a teacher.

Three days go by and finally I see (y/n) walking through the classroom door. But what struck me out as odd was that her hair was brushed over to the right side of her face, specifically covering up her eye. She sat down at her desk and didn't speak a word.

By lunchtime as the kids as well as the teachers were all in the cafeteria to eat lunch, I noticed (y/n) sitting at the end of our class's table all alone. She hardly had anything to eat, all that was in her lunch bag was a poorly made sandwich and a thermos.

Hardly what I would consider a lunch, but it wasn't until I saw a group of girls walk up to her and again none of my business but I couldn't help but overhear the conversation.

"What's with the emo hair?"

"What are you some wannabe punk rocker?"

"Hey retard why don't you talk?"

"C'mon little bitch talk to us." They kept poking the bear and it was only a matter of time before she snapped. I didn't quite hear the rest of the conversation but next thing that happened was (y/n) letting out this cry that sounded like it belonged on the battlefield and she had tackled the leading girl and was beating the shit out of the prissy little brat.

The whiny little brat was pleading for her life as (y/n) proceeded to choke the life out of her, that was until some of the teachers pulled them apart and I saw that (y/n) had given the girl hand mark along her throat, a bloody nose and a bruised eye.

After that, she was sentenced to two week's detention and guess who got stuck watching her. That's right, me. I was also told the parents of the girl she had beaten up wanted to press charges against her. Typical rich family always overdramatizing.

As (y/n) and I were sitting in the classroom. I kept my eyes on her as she was currently doing homework so I decided to give her some one hand advice.

"That was pretty reckless of you."

"Don't pretend you haven't caused a fight. Gods like you are in war all the time."

"I don't mean that. I mean it was reckless of you to attack someone when other people are looking." I saw a faint grin and she said.

"Thanks for the personal tip, now I can fight my own battles."

"I don't imagine that you can't." It was then my phone vibrated. I took it out of my pocket and I saw across the screen was Stark's name. I groaned and swiped it (although it took a few tries, damn this Midgardian technology) before finally his face appeared on the screen.