Hated secondary school but those years were great tbh.
Spent a lot of time in detention, caned, reported etc etc, letting all the locusts out in the biology block, smashing up the display skeleton with a bike chain similar, riding an old Puch moped into the school gym, firing arrows from archery lessons through nearby roofs, nothing extreme
After I left I returned as an (apprentice) contractor and was addressed by some of my former teachers by my surname. I took great pleasure in saying "it's Mr. ####### now
Cheers, D.