(POV: Lin Tianxin)
It started with a paper plane.
A tiny, innocent paper plane that hit the back of our math teacher's neck like a soft mosquito. Silent, deadly — and launched by none other than Shan Jiasheng.
He sat two benches away from me with the most serious face ever, pretending to solve math equations while everyone else tried not to burst out laughing.
The teacher turned around sharply.
"Who threw that?!"
Silence.
"Do I look like I'm here to play games?!"
Still silence.
I was biting the inside of my cheek, trying not to laugh. Zhou Rui had her head down, shoulders shaking. Junxi was holding his pen like it was a sword, completely unreadable. But I knew he was guilty too — he helped fold the plane.
"You, you, you, and you!" The teacher pointed at me, Jiasheng, Zhou Rui, and Junxi. "All four — after class. Detention."
Jiasheng leaned toward me and whispered, "Wasn't even my best shot."
After school. Detention.
The four of us sat in the back of the class, supervised by Ms. Qian — the strictest teacher in the building. The one with eyes sharper than a hawk.
Our punishment: write "I will not disrupt class again" a hundred times.
I groaned. "This is so old school."
Jiasheng whispered, "Want me to write yours for chocolate?"
"No, because I'd end up in double detention," I said.
Zhou Rui was quietly writing, doodling tiny chibi faces between her lines.
Junxi drew flames coming out of the words.
I wrote half a sentence and started talking instead.
"Do you guys think Ms. Qian was ever fun in her life?"
"I think she was born strict," Junxi said.
"Maybe she laughs once every year," Jiasheng added.
Ms. Qian walked past just then. "I heard that."
We all snapped straight like soldiers.
As the sun set and detention dragged on, Jiasheng passed a crumpled note to me. It read:
"Detention Club. Members: Idiots 1 to 4. Motto: We suffer together."
I wrote back:
"Still better than math class."
Zhou Rui added:
"Let's start a secret club."
Junxi drew our faces as mini detectives — with glasses, cloaks, and silly grins.
We were in trouble, sure.
But together, even trouble felt fun.
And honestly?
I'd gladly do it all again.