If there was one thing Bruss hated doing, it was going to school. School was never any fun, and even put him in a position where he could be ordered around in situations he wouldn't expect. Rules were always restrictive, though he wouldn't mind them all that much if he had a reason to accept them. There was nothing that persuaded him into not picking fights or saying what he wanted. You didn't get rewarded for good things after all, but you got punished for the bad. He was already wandering about the outskirts of the main building, avoiding contact for the time being. No point in being sociable with an attitude as snappy as his.
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