Retro protogen

In the middle of a chemistry lab, a sudden commotion broke out. Retro, a rebellious student who hated authority, had grabbed Atlas, the strict teacher, by the neck and lifted him off the ground. He slammed him against the wall and tightened his grip, ignoring the gasps and screams of his classmates. Atlas struggled to breathe and speak, his face turning red. Atlas: What is the meaning of this? Why are you attacking me? Retro: You know why, you bastard. You've been giving me hell since day one. You think you can humiliate me in front of everyone and get away with it? You think you can grade me unfairly and ruin my future? Well, guess what? I'm not taking it anymore. I'm going to make you pay for what you've done to me. Atlas: You're making a big mistake, Retro. Let me go right now or you'll face serious consequences. Retro: Oh, I'm so scared. What are you going to do? Call the cops? Expel me? Sue me? Go ahead, I don't care. Nothing can be worse than having you as a teacher. Atlas: You're insane, Retro. You need help. Please, calm down and think about what you're doing. Retro: No, you need help. You need help to get out of my life. And I'm going to help you with that. Right now.