Spoiled Student Gets An Attitude Adjustment From The Creepy Janitor 1 [updated] Instant

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The next morning, Julian didn't kick over any buckets. In fact, when he passed Mr. Henderson in the hallway, he didn't say a word. He simply lowered his head and stepped aside. This title sounds like it could refer to

The "attitude adjustment" began on a rainy Tuesday. Julian, in a fit of boredom, had decided to kick over a bucket of dirty mop water in the east wing, laughing as the grey sludge soaked into the carpet. He simply lowered his head and stepped aside

Mr. Henderson, the night janitor, didn't look like the other staff. He was unnervingly still, his eyes clouded by thick spectacles, and he smelled faintly of ozone and industrial-grade bleach. He didn't yell. He didn't report Julian to the dean. He simply pointed a gnarled finger toward the basement stairs. At St. Jude’s Preparatory Academy

Julian, intending to mock the man further, followed him. But as the heavy steel door clicked shut behind them, the atmosphere changed. The bright, sterile lights of the academy were replaced by flickering yellow bulbs and the rhythmic thrum-thrum of the ancient boiler.

At St. Jude’s Preparatory Academy, the hallways smelled of expensive floor wax and old money. No one embodied that atmosphere more than Julian Vane. With a father on the board of trustees and a car that cost more than most teachers’ annual salaries, Julian operated under the assumption that the world was his personal doormat.