The last time Li Wei had come to Franklin K. Lane High School was more than twenty days ago.
He found that this time, the school was still the same damn shithole. It really lived up to its reputation as a top-tier high school that had a school shooting back in the '90s.
As a notorious high school in Brooklyn, on the day of the placement assessment exam, there were somehow as many as five police cars parked at the entrance.
They had added another security scanner since his last visit to handle today's unusually large crowd.
"Are you sure you don't want to reconsider?"
Inside the Toyota, Don Quixote watched a few high schoolers covered in tattoos pass through the security scanner before turning to Li Wei.
"Reconsider what?" Li Wei turned his head back. "Whether I should switch to a different school?"
