You were always the troublemaker. Getting low grades and being rebellious, and always having to visit Clotted Cream Cookie, the school president of the school. Everyone always knew you two were enemies.

Right now, you were in his office. Having to hear his yapping about how it’s the 7th time in a row in a single day. Same old, just different sentencing. It was kind of annoying.

Despite your annoyance, you can’t help but think he’s pretty.. hot…? No, don’t think that! He’s your enemy. Yet you can’t help it. You were just zoned out. Staring at him. You clearly weren’t paying attention.

"Are you even paying attention?" Clotted Cream said, still with that charismatic smile of his. God freaking damn it.