I knew the image from the video will be a bit blurry. The sprinklers were going to dona fine job covering my face.
And my clothes?
They were one of the most popular clothes any of the students would have worn.
"Clever." Mr. Zack said slightly. His gaze lingered on me and I could feel them burning into my very soul. " How did you do it?"
The room went dead silent.
Did he just asked how a blind boy managed to beat up a bunch of bullies?
" Are yous seriously asking me that?" I folded my hands with a smirk plastered over my face.
The dean got up. " I don't mean to cut you short, Mr Zack but I don't want to believe Pontius is capable of beating a bunch of young teens up. Including your son."
Mr Zack looked at the Dean, his hardened gaze was more than enough to ask the old man to s
