It was Saturday morning at Franklin K. Lane High School, on the border of Brooklyn and Queens.
It was a day off, and aside from a few Mexican janitors, the school building was empty.
Li Wei walked through the hallways. For the first time, he didn't smell marijuana and cigarettes in the school.
When he arrived at the athletic field, he was surprised to find that it seemed to be just him and Coach Miller.
"You know the school has a rule against teachers and students being one-on-one, right?" Li Wei said jokingly as he set down his bag. "And I'm still a minor."
"Fuck, what are you talking about?" Coach Miller was squatting by the five-yard line, emptying a bag of footballs into a net. "The field is an open area. The school rule just says we can't be in a private space."
After setting up a few more obstacles, he clapped his hands, stood up, and picked up a stopwatch and a clipboard from the nearby grass.
