The figure behind Josef and Caden seemingly grew bigger with every second, its footsteps becoming larger and larger with each step, like the final boss emerging from the shadows. Josef and Caden were still in a state of shock as they absorbed the sight of the chaos that unfolded in their classroom while they ate lunch in peace.
The huge figure came to a stop only inches behind Josef and Caden. They both felt a presence behind them, and as they turned around, they saw the monstrous face of their P.E. teacher, Mr. Fatmouth, seething with anger, red as a tomato, and it was as if a volcano was nearing to erupt.
Mr. Fatmouth is what you might call a selective teacher, he is good to those that are good, but a monster to those who are not in his definition of acceptable, and class 1-F is definitely not on his favored list. He is known throughout the campus as the big fat teacher, who is the first person you will see whenever you enter the school, because he is the one who closes the school gates whenever the school day starts. Josef knew that his facade of being a friendly teacher was all staged, but he did not know the extent of this teacher's anger, because he is rarely pushed to the edge, but it all changed today.
As Mr. Fatmouth glanced at the classroom... or what was left of it, he quickly barged in, paying no attention to Josef and Caden, who were standing in front of the door, shoving them to the side. He saw the two delinquents fighting at the back and tried to stop them.
"That's enough! You two, go back to your fucking seats this instant!" exclaimed Mr. Fatmouth.
"Shut up, Fatmouth!" exclaimed Josh.
Looking back, Josh's group was the reason for our P.E. teacher's nickname. From the start of the school year, he was only known from his subject, Mr. P.E., But because Josh's group was constantly poking fun at his weight and his diet of four fried chickens a day, the whole class of 1-F adapted the nickname "Fatmouth," and thus, Mr. Fatmouth was born.
Since talking to Josh and Matt was out of the question, Mr. Fatmouth simply used the most effective means of communication, violence. If something cannot be stopped verbally, then you will have to use your own strength to make it happen, and that's exactly what Mr. Fatmouth did.
He went over to the two delinquents, grabbed Josh by the collar, and swung his fist in Josh's face. He was sent flying to the other side of the room, while a bright red indentation was left on his beat up face.
Matt was both horrified and surprised by Mr. Fatmouth's strength, and as Mr. Fatmouth got closer to him, he knew that he was next. When Mr. Fatmouth readied his fist for another swing, Matt was already prepared by covering his face with his arms, but he was a bit mistaken since Mr. Fatmouth was aiming for his stomach. The punch connected, and it dug deep into the poor boy's belly with extreme pain that goes beyond the pain of getting kicked in the balls.
Matt fell to the ground whilst clutching his belly, and something began to leak out of him—a yellowish liquid with the consistency of water—urine. He had peed himself from the pain. The entire class erupted in laughter, laughing at the poor boy who had soiled himself by getting punched by a teacher. Throughout the laughter, Mr. Fatmouth's face remained the same all throughout the fight, dead serious. He looked at the other students.
"Would any of you want to be next?" asked Mr. Fatmouth in a serious tone.
The laughter ceased, and with that, the chaos was over and peace was restored, but not for long.
Josh and Caden finally entered the room after witnessing the inappropriate violence that Mr. Fatmouth had participated in, and ended. They thought that Mr. Fatmouth would continue with a lecture or turn the class into a study hall after bringing Zach to the clinic, but they were wrong. When Mr. Fatmouth returned from the clinic, he brought with him a large garbage bag.
"I want everyone here to change into their gym uniforms, now!" he said.
No one contradicted him due to the fear of being next in line to be shot with the rampaging bullet known as his fist.
The male students and Mr. Fatmouth silently left the room with their gym clothes in hand. Josh and Matt struggled as the pain and embarrassment still lingered within them.
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While the girls were left in the room for them to change there, the boys were satisfied with changing in the hallways, except for Matt. He rushed to the comfort rooms in order to change out of his soiled pants. After a few minutes of waiting for the girls to finish, everyone, including Matt, who had just returned, with a beet red face from pain and humiliation, re-entered the room, and awaited Mr. Fatmouth's instructions.
"As of this moment, you are all no longer students of Hanamaru Gakuen. I want everyone to surrender their uniforms and throw them away in this garbage bag, where they belong." stated Mr. Fatmouth.
The students were all in disbelief because lunch just ended and here they are, already expelled from the school.
"Throw them away now!" yelled Mr. Fatmouth.
Some students followed his order, including Josef and Caden who just wanted to get it over with, but most of the class still didn't follow the instructions. The girls were clutching their uniforms near their chests, not wanting to let go of their precious belongings, while the boys glared at Mr. Fatmouth with ill expressions.
"NOW!!" Mr. Fatmouth yelled even louder.
As more and more students threw their uniforms away, there were still some who were holding on to their precious uniforms, tears rolling down their faces. Mr. Fatmouth had no emotional connections with any of the students, and when he realized that the remaining students were too stubborn, he simply yanked their uniforms out of their hands and chucked them quickly into the garbage bag.
The girls fell to the floor, tears flooding their eyes, pleading for mercy.
"Please give us a chance." pleaded one of the girls while begging on her knees.
"That's exactly what's going to happen.'' stated Mr. Fatmouth. The students grew confused at what Mr. Fatmouth had just said, and hope arose from their faces.
"Follow me." said Mr. Fatmouth.
They all went out of the classroom while the garbage bag containing their precious uniforms was left in the desolate and destroyed classroom. The students grew more anxious by the second as they traversed the hallway, walked down to the first floor, and stood in front of the main building entrance that leads to the raging blizzard outside.
"For three hours! If you can survive outside for three hours, then I will accept you back as a student." exclaimed Mr. Fatmouth.
The students were shocked because the blizzard outside was now stronger than ever, no one dared step outside in such a cold environment. Their uniforms had a thick black blazer, much like a suit, but even then they were still shaking from the cold. But now, they were told that they needed to go outside in their knee-high shorts and plain white t-shirts. They were all sure they would freeze to death.
"Go outside this instant!" said Mr. Fatmouth.
The students didn't want to leave the comfort of the school filled with heaters, it was like heaven inside, while it was hell beyond the school doors, a cold hell.
Mr. Fatmouth pointed to the door. "OUTSIDE NOW!"
The students were still not budging, while some of the girls continued to ball their eyes out. Josef had been observing the class for half the day now, and he knew that he shouldn't become like them. He knew that there was no reasoning out of this situation, and he just wanted to get it over with. It was indeed cold outside, but in his mind, he thought that he could come up with a plan when it gets too unbearable, besides, no adult would abandon their children outside in a blizzard. He was positive that Mr. Fatmouth would pity the students when they collapsed from the cold and bring them back inside, where he would tell the good news, and welcome them back as students for their efforts.
Josef grabbed Caden's wrist. "Let's go." he said.
"Where?"
"Outside, obviously."
Caden was confused with Josef's proposition.
"I'm not going out there, especially in these clothes, are you crazy!? This has to be a joke." exclaimed Caden.
"Well.. we have to, knowing Mr. Fatmouth, he'll force us to go out there, but I'm sure we'll be fine if we behave, he'll pity us eventually." stated Josef.
"And what if he doesn't?"
"Then we hop the school gates or freeze to death." said Josef, he chuckled with nervousness.
Caden sighed. "Fine, let's do this, but if we survive, you owe me a juice, an expensive one".
Josef nodded. The two walked forward, pushing the school doors open and letting the cold blizzard enter into the building, already sending shivers down everyone's spine.
"I'm regretting this already." said Caden.
"So am I."
The two continued to walk outside in the harsh blizzard while the others simply watched, getting colder by the second as they watched the two disappear into the distance due to the fog. Mr. Fatmouth nodded twice in contentment for the two's resolve and looked disappointed at the others. He knew that the others wouldn't budge, so he pushed them all one by one out of the door.
Some tried to push back but because of Mr. Fatmouth's weight, they weren't strong enough to push a wrecking ball of a man out of the way. As Mr. Fatmouth pushed the last student out into the frozen wasteland, he closed the glass doors, inserted the key into the lock, and twisted it, locking the students outside.
The students couldn't do anything as Mr. Fatmouth headed deep inside the school, disappearing from view and leaving the students to stare at the warm interior of the school. With a time limit of three hours to survive, the punishment had begun.