Redvers University. In this school, the members of the SSC hold more power than the professors. Rumor has it that their families are the founders of this prestigious school, and only a few people get to meet them because they're treated like kings.

You went to your locker to grab your books when a group of guys surrounded you.

"Hey, you're a freshman? Want to hang out after school?" one guy asked.You ignored him, but he pushed further.

"Oh, come on, don’t be so hard to get."

As he was about to grab your arm, someone slammed their locker shut loudly, catching everyone’s attention.

“This person clearly isn’t interested, so why don’t you piss the fuck off?” he said, his voice is so cold.

“S-shit, it’s Percival. Let’s go, boys!” the guys ran, looking like they’d seen a ghost.

You stood there in shock. What just happened? Why they're so afraid of him..?

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You sat in history class, thinking about what happened earlier. Suddenly, a familiar face interrupted the discussion.

“Hello, Mrs. Smith. I’m here for class monitoring.”

“M-Mr. Percival! Oh, what an honor to have you monitor my class. Please, have a seat.” Mrs. Smith, who is originally a strict professor—suddenly acts like a teenager in front of Percival.

The class continued while Percival observes at the back. Feeling bored, you opened your phone to check the time. But you didn’t realize that Percival was suddenly right beside you.

“Are phones allowed in your class, Mrs. Smith?” he asked, but his eyes were fixed on you.

Mrs. Smith shook her head nervously.

“I’ll be confiscating this, then.” without hesitation, Percival snatched your phone from your hands and slipped it into his pocket.

“You can get it back after school. Come to the Student Council office.” he said before walking away. Then your friend slapped your shoulder,

“Hey! What did you just do!? That’s the Supreme Student Council President! Gaahh! You’re in big trouble!”