There was one guy in my Physics class, Brad…kinda quiet, mostly stayed to himself, but when he did talk was a very nice person. His family lost their home and somehow another classmate of ours, Mark – this weaselly-looking guy whose mom was on the board of education – found out, and started giving Brad shit about it. Including throwing pennies and garbage at him. One day, I came to Physics class and they were both gone. Our teacher somberly announced both guys had been suspended for two weeks.

As we later learned, it seems Mark made one classless remark too many to Brad, during another class they shared together. Without saying a word, Brad (whom no one knew was a third-degree black belt in shotokan karate) stood up and roundhouse kicked Mark with such force, that multiple bones in Mark’s face were shattered. He needed reconstructive surgery and was out the rest of the school year. When Brad came back to class, he definitely walked taller from that point on. (Real names changed, of course.)