Detention Isn't So Bad

It was a Friday afternoon at Mashima High-School in upstate New York. Here we find ourselves in room 501, the room of detention, where only the rare examples of trouble were sent. Usually detention was supervised by Mr. Redav, but instead he is nowhere to be seen. Instead we have the TWO minor examples of delinquency at the School.

Out in the middle of the crowd of unoccupied seats was one 19 year old Mr. Z. D. Marvell.

He refused to say what his first two initials stood for, so pretty much everyone just called him Marvell, even the teachers. He was only 5'4, yet he weighed a little over 200 lbs with even amounts of muscle and fat. His clothes consisted of flip-flops, despite the fact that it was early October. He also wore a pair of basic blue jeans, a black wife-beater, and he had on a few rings, and an odd pumpkin earring. He had blue-eyes