Once upon a time, there was a young boy with a great life, except for certain times, so he says. When his teacher pointed him out for writing nonsense with no grammatical structure, that's when he thought he doesn't like his daily life much after all, he actually just thought it was all for the teacher, so he didn't want to put in much effort because he didn't like the pains in his wrist. "Who does?", said Nicko with a frown on his face, surprisingly many people raised their hands in agreement which really pissed off the teacher, with his veins popping out on his forehead, he threw his pointer at Nicko who hid under his table successfully dodging this act of violence towards himself. With a pitiful face he stood up and ran out the classroom door dramatically like a damsel in distress would after being wronged by someone in a fairy tale, though Nicko did it on purpose just to show everyone that a storm is coming. The next day, out of spite, there was a rather interesting picture on the blackboard. "A jester with dangling bells copies the lecturer in books, the King on his throne thinks it looks hilarious.", the translation is: "The teacher doesn't know anything but acts like it which makes him a clown, and Nicko is the King who thinks it looks funny."
