But it's better if you do
Hedone High School. A prestigious and well-noted boarding school for boys. On a cheery October afternoon, just after the last class had been let out for the day, it could almost be considered a rather tranquil atmosphere, condusive to good learning and studious behavior.
'Almost' being the key word.
Exactly thirty seven seconds after the last bell rang, a commotion of slamming doors, flying papers and squeaking shoes could be heard on the second floor of the science wing. Mixed in with the ruccus caused by over-eager boys to leave the classrooms for the day, it went mostly ignored by the other students- except for those who had to get out of the way.
"I swear, when I get my hands on you, I'll break your neck!" The threat was followed by harsh panting as a prefect with gravity-defying bangs tore after a be-goggled