Liam remained calm while Mrs. Galghar tinued her tirade. Her voice was sharp and pierg, but Liam knew better than to react. He waited for a pause, and when it finally came, he spoke up.

  "Mrs. Galghar, before we proceed with this, I think it's only fair to shed some light oire situation," Liam said, his voice steady. "I happen to have something that might be of io everyone in this room."

  The Principal raised an eyebrow. "What are you talking about, Mr. Woodworth?"

  Liam reached into his backpad pulled out his phoapping a few times, he brought up a video and turhe s to face the Principal.

  "This," Liam said, "is video evidence of your son, Mrs. Galghar, selling drugs on school premises."

  The room went silent. The color drained fralghar's face, and the two men sittio her looked equally stunned. Evehree students standing behind them g each other nervously.

  "What... what is this nonsense?" Mrs. Galghar stammered, her voice trembling. "You're making baseless accusations!"

  "I assure you, it's not baseless," Liam said, tapping py on the video.

  The footage clearly showed Mrs. Galghar's son exging small baggies with audent behind the gym. The transa was quick, but the faces were unmistakable. The video also captured the other two boys standing nearby, ag as lookouts. While they weren't directly involved in the deal, their plicity was evident.

  The Principal watched in silence, his expression growing grimmer by the sed. When the video ended, he leaned ba his chair, letting out a heavy sigh. His time in this sight end much earlier than he had expected.

  "This doesn't prove anything. The packets might not even be drugs, just random things he might have given or sold to them," Mrs. Galghar said.

  "I khis topic might e up if the evidence reached court, so here are some of the images where your son was taking the same items from some random guy oreets. I am not sure who he is, but I am certain if the New York police were sent this package, they would love to have a talk with the gentleman in the picture—and your son," Liam said, showing them various pictures.

  "Mrs. Galghar," the Principal said, his tone measured but firm, "I think we o have a serious versation about this."

  Mrs. Galghar's e turo panic. "This... this must be a mistake! That's not my son!" she excimed, though her voice betrayed her disbelief.

  "Oh, it's definitely your son," Liam interjected.

  "Mrs. Galghar, Mr. Carpenter, and Mr. Taylor, the school will iigate the video, and until then, all of your sons will be expelled. Now, please leave my office. I've had enough shock for one day, which might not be good for my old heart," the Principal said.

  The six individuals promptly left without another word. They were visibly embarrassed.

  Liam also wao sneak away, only to be called out.

  "Not you, Mr. Woodworth. You stay behind," the Principal said.

  Liam could only sigh, finding himself alone in the room with the old man.

  "I have seen the video. You went up to them and started this fight. I also know they have been b some of the students in your css. Was that the reason you frohem?" the Principal asked.

  "Since you know the whole plot, why are you asking me?" Liam replied.

  Though Liam loved his school, he wasn't overly fond of it. School was his stress relief, but he could find the same relief in the real world, easily. In his previous life, he had been a a local hospital in California, so he wasn't hungry for knowledge.

  And school wasn't helpful for his career anyway, as this world wasn't normal to begin with.

  "I see you have reseoward our school. The school administration will do its best to teach our students to avoid such behavior. We also promise to sever ties with drug peddlers and provide care and attention to those who have suffered. The school thanks you for your valuable input," the Principal said.

  "Yeah. I go now?"

  Liam didn't want to deal with this old politi, who was clearly hinting for him to stop fanning the fmes so he could retire in peace without his name being tainted. So much for honor.

  These kinds of people disgusted him. Maybe he was also a Hydra agent.

  Liam promptly left a straight to his css. Some of his friends, hearing he was called to the office, were curious, thinking he might have gotteion. But seeing Liam's happy face, the notion was dismissed.

  By the end of csses that afternoon, it was annouhat the three students had been suspended, pending iigation, and some students from various csses were called to the office. Liam khat sihe ordeal was now public, the administration would take a.

  These three students had been b his small circle of nerdy friends. At first, he wao teach them a lesson, but he khat doing so would prompt a ive response from the school, as public schools were known for such reas. Thus, he followed them and gathered evidence, as it was rumored these hooliga with drugs and had ties to dangerous gang members.

  After proper iigation—which was an easy job for Liam, thanks to his stealth skills from the Titanfall 2 world—he discovered some of the rumors were true, while others were exaggerated. For example, their "dangerous es" turned out to be just a dealer selling them drugs, while Mrs. Galghar's son sold them at school to earn a bit of money.

  He roughed them up because he expected the school to respond, and he wasn't disappointed. It took less than four days for them to act. Liam didn't return home from school but went straight to the garage.

  Wheered the pce he was stunned because the ce of a situation happening in front of him wasn't something he had expected. Not even in his wildest dreams.

  "Hey man, you okay? You seem like you have seen a ghost."

  One of the ers who was of about 5 feet 11 i, quite chubby with blonde hair with a pattern that could only be seen among college students, looking like a typical young New Yorker came forward and asked. Aside him was a man of around the same age wearing dark shades and carrying a white stick, signifying that the man was blind.