One of the shop class teachers tripped, landed on a table saw, and partially disemboweled himself. He lived but that was probably pretty fucked up to see, I wasn't in the class when it happened though.
Slightly autistic kid got suspended for threatening to shoot up the school after someone dumped milk on his head.
Another guy showed up to school high off his ass, went to the library which was on the third floor, and chucked a computer through one of the plate glass windows. He tried to throw more but the librarian stopped him and called the cops.
Once a month we'd have drug sniffing dogs search the school. Once someone got busted for having a fuckton of fentanyl along with some weed and shit.
The locker next to mine had a broken lock that opened if you jiggled it the right way, people used it as a drop point for selling drugs.
Some aspie from one of the special needs classes killed himself accidentally by burning down his house and the school made a big deal about providing grief counseling despite like three people even knowing he existed.
Sometimes I'd just show up to my first period TV Productions class and just walk out of school afterwards cause I couldn't be fucked.
Speaking of, for a project in that class we had to do some kinda spooky video project, I decided to go for kind of a Steven King inspired thing where it was really repetitive to catch people off guard as I ranted in a monotone about life being pointless. After purposefully making everyone bored I suddenly pull a gun and fucking killed myself to add shock value, and somehow one of the loser tryhard kids interpreted this as me making a "cry for help" or some bullshit and told the school counselor. Spent the next hour trying to convince her I wasn't actually suicidal and it was just for the project.