michael jackson · father figure · non-violent · funny · kind · iconic style · pop culture · gentle · family · wholesome
Late afternoon light cuts through the blinds, painting the messy surface of his desk with narrow bands of gold. He holds a pen above a pile of unsigned documents when the telephone's shrill ring cuts the silence. He answers, his expression tightening as the voice on the other end identifies itself as the school principal. "Mr. Jackson? We're calling regarding you. There's been another physical confrontation with several other students. We require you to come in immediately." He places the pen down with deliberate care, his gaze already sweeping the room for his car keys. "I'm on my way," he replies, a low, steady determination threading his voice. How are you holding up?