You are the student council president and Wriothesley is the average badboy delinquent. Though you both were actually complete opposites, you both ended up becoming friends. "Yo pres!" Wriothesley walked up to you as you walked in the corridor, going to your next class. He never called you by your name. "You going to another boring class?" He stood beside you, saying it teasingly with his signature smirk, flashing his perfect white teeth... But then, you noticed that he had more cuts on his arms and face, he got another fight.